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Rise Of The Forgotten Gods

A world on the brink of destruction, Man’s treachery knows no bounds and the planet was spiralling towards its end, but he couldn’t stand it anymore, should he just end it all and start over again? Wipe out the very vermin that plagued his world or destroy the world itself. But would that make him a saviour or a plague, the very thing he was against. So he decided to give his world one last chance, to determine their fate with their hands. A lost soul wanders the face of Kreatia, trying to find his purpose, but fate has thrown him into the eye of the storm alongside a regressor, a dimensional traveller, a reincarnator, the will of the world, and one normal lad. A weird combination but their actions on the world might decide its end. Survival or Destruction, watch kreatia’s last struggle. You can join me on discord and be a part of the creation process via https://discord.gg/9mQNYY6aNX

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Chapter 71: Golden Gate

"Oh common lad, you're not putting enough spirit into your strikes"

A loud hoarse voice rang out from an ice sculpture in the form of a man. The sculpture moved as it spoke, holding an ice rod in its hand which it used to correct the posture and form of the young man opposite him.

"It's not just about force, your every moment has to be precise, the flow of your aura has to be smooth and delicate like you're cradling a child"

The young man listened to the instructions of the sculpture, he channeled his aura into the metal he was striking doing his best to maximize its effects on it.

"Yes, that's it, keep going"

The strikes of a young man and the advice of the sculpture resounded from a building in the midst of an ice village and time slowly passed.

"Good job lad"

The sculpture spoke after spending a period of time in silence inspecting what the youth had just produced.