Visitor
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A world that was once full of Ancient Gods, Ancient Spirit Tribes, and Divine Spirits of all kinds, a world of colors and battles, of endless activity, of laughter, blood, and companionship. Despite being such a powerful and arrogant being, Bestellen still had those he considered his rivals and friends.
But most of them, if not all, were gone. They were all dead, around him, their bodies burned by the divine light of the angels. A barren landscape full of corpses, for miles and miles. He loved battling and challenges, but this…
This was too much.
"W-We won, right? We… we did it… we protected our world…"
He kneeled over the floor, as tears started flowing from his golden eyes.
"W-We won, everyone… we did it…! We protected…"
He grabbed the burnt soil beneath his feet, his tears falling over, full of divinity, enough to make plants grow almost instantly.
"We protected this damned world you loved so much…"