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God Ash: Remnants of the fallen.

In the realms above, supernatural beings of unfathomable magnificence exist, far beyond mortal comprehension. These divinities wield unimaginable power, capable of obliterating worlds with a mere breath. However, what unfolds when these gods meet their demise? Set in a remote corner of the vast universe, long after the apocalyptic Thousand Millennium War of the Heavenly Beasts and Deities, this tale delves into a forgotten world. Here, the ashes of fallen gods descend upon an insignificant pebble, adrift amidst the cosmic tapestry of space and time. Their impact alters the life of a proud young man, who embraces the abrupt changes thrust upon his world. Refusing to yield to the clutches of fate and karma, he dares to defy the heavens themselves. Will he triumph over an insurmountable destiny, or succumb to fate like gods of unimaginable might did before him? The dreams of a deceased deity and the fate of a dying world hang precariously, hinged upon the future of this young man. He treads upon an endless bridge, forged from the corpses of the fallen. Unlock this epic saga of death, sorrow, war, blood, love, vengeance, and triumph with your own eyes. *** You can also reach out to: Discord:https://discord.com/invite/QQ3vybav Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=9xjl0tq1cs3e&utm_content=qx5nrdu

Demons_and_I · Fantasia
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684 Chs

All Out Clash (3).

A very thin line separates life and death...

It is so thin, and can be broken so easily. Hence, mortals think of ways to protect that line.

The build shields, invent walls, create medicine and drugs to combat diseases.

They do all in their power to try and suppress their mortality.

However, death always comes.

It is the natural conclusion to every mortal being's journey. Even the self-proclaimed immortal Celestials meet death eventually.

The end of the line...

The final destination.

To put it bluntly; the death of a being, is not a state of nothingness, but rather, a conclusion.

Still, that didn't mean it was all over.

Kaelin's thoughts were linear.

He could hear the whispers, after all. The souls of the dead as the were ripped off their mortal bodies and sent on their respective ways.

A being was made of three main parts; body, soul, and spirit.