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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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Smirk

It wasn't because she had ran out of things to say. As long as it wasn't about coming up with insults, this young lady had a gift for speaking. Maybe it would more accurately be called a gift for speaking too much.

Instead, the reason she froze, unable to speak, was because Dyon's golden wing had suddenly appeared. From his sitting position, it whipped through the air, threatening to slice Lillianna in half, only for it to stop right before her forehead.

A cold sweat permeated down Lillianna's back despite being a spirit. She had felt death overwhelm her in that moment. Dyon's Presence had fused with every aspect of his being, and spirits and souls were incredibly vulnerable to Presence. If Dyon really wanted to, he really could eradicate what remained of Lillianna's soul with a single attack.

"W-wings o-o-of B-b-b-blessin-g-gs…"

Lillianna truly hadn't seen this scene before. Since she had been with Dyon, there were only three occasions he had brought out his golden wings.