To kill the Fake God
As the remnants of the sun God drifted down onto the broken battlefield in the form of crimson flames reminiscent of blood, several skeletons of unidentifiable race piled up so high up that they formed mountains of bones.
Blood pooled around said mountain as a man laid on the mountain of corpses, bits of flesh and blood still sticking to his skin.
Without any strength in his limbs, the man glared at the sun as the avatar of the fake slowly descended in front of him.
Waving their arm, the golden skinned giant wreathed in blinding light gave off an unsettling feeling.
Manifesting several binds the man quietly laughed as the bones moved to swallow him whole.
Closing up the hole in the sky, as a last fuck you, the fake sun god had left a vestige of his power to serve as a reminder to the human being that dared to stand against a God.
Seeing the darkness enclose around him, a manic and dark gleam passed through his eyes as he lowered his head, speaking aloud to the darkness which encroached upon him.
"I will be the one to kill the fake God, so prepare your neck you fake."
"That is my promise on my name Zeal Quartz."
TreeBriarWood · แฟนตาซี
