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Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Earth has undergone an odd change. Expanding by millions of times its original size, its population was suddenly split into two halves. On one side, there was a group of technologically advanced humans. But, on the other, a world of cultivation had grown and pospered. The secrets that led to this change have been hidden in the darkness for too long... Until there came a day where a boy born on the Mortal side of the world was found to have the talent to enter the Martial side. Having lost both of his parents to a hidden tide, he chose to leave all that he had known behind and enter this land of danger. What truths would he unveil? What would he learn about what separated the Mortals from the Cultivators? What hidden evils wanted to ensure that his people never rose up and gained power? And how would those evils... deal with him? ---- This list of things I hate is quite long. The first is that I hate to be tested the most. The second is that I hate to be tested the most. The third also happens to be that I hate to be tested the most. The ocean's depths are too shallow, the sun's light too dim, the ground too mundane and the skies too small. For those born of this colorless world to deem themselves worthy of casting judgement on me... I can only say that it's laughable. I am the Nameless Immortal God because even the Heavens themselves are unworthy to name me. Even while I am unaware of my own identity, I will dry the oceans until cracked land is all that is left, I will cast the sun into endless darkness, I will shatter the ground with my feet and sunder the skies with my blade. Am I too arrogant? What right do you have to think that? --- https://discord.gg/awespec

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Dyon stood in Amphorae's room, now fully clothed and looking out at the sky through the massive gapping hole that now replaced the roof. It was such an odd atmosphere, yet Dyon felt oddly comfortable. Maybe the only thing that was unsettled within him was his blood practically burning his veins up. But, he ignored the feeling, fully suppressing it.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take Amphorae right here and now, but he just didn't feel it was the right time. He was fully aware that Amphorae would never reject, but Dyon also knew that two days wasn't enough to repair a relationship that had been chipped away at for decades.

Turning back, Dyon watched as Amphorae's alluring back wrapped herself in delicate silks. He lamented the fact her long hair covered her plump ass, but he was also glad he didn't have a more stimulating view, or else maybe even his overwhelming will power would lose out.