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Falling Stardust

To protect my family, I became a Devil. To protect my people, I became a God. In Semeria, the war for cultivation resources is as old as time and as constant as the rising and of the sun. Even in the Abandoned Region, where the energy was so poor and polluted that one wouldn’t send their worst enemy there, had endless conflicts for resources. Humans had been living in this nightmare made a reality, fighting over what anyone else on the continent would consider crumbs for millions of years. Enter Xasha, husband, father, patriarch, Genius, artificer, creationist, and leader of the Falling Stardust Trading Company, who learns the truth of the world from three remnant souls he met on a journey. Having learned they had been living like frogs in a well. Humanity reluctantly united under Xasha’s rule and sets off. Determined to rise from their standing and one day ruling the entire continent. Xasha soon realizes their strength, even combined, was the weakest on the continent. To become stronger, they needed better resources. But all the lands had landlords and all the resources had owners. He could not turn back, they could not give up. He had a person to elevate, a family to care for, and a daughter who had a powerful and mysterious entity eyeing her from afar, to protect. In order to achieve any of his goals, any of humanity's goals. Those landlords had to die, their people had to be pillaged, and their lands had to be plundered. He inadvertently fell into the cycle. According to the Laws of cultivation. Law of Cultivation: To cultivate: acquire and retain resources. To acquire resources: plunder and pillage. To retain resources: Leave none Alive.

QingDomCom · 奇幻
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Alliance? (3)

Nobody dared to take that sigh though, as it would be counting chickens that hadn't even been inseminated yet. There will be countless opportunities for this friendly atmosphere to take a turn for the worst.

Luther was getting annoyed, but he held his calm. Both Omi and Xasha were sporting relaxed demeanors. If he lost control of his emotions here, wouldn't he be the weak-willed one? Luther refused to yield to these two, especially not that child. If everyone was sporting poker faces, then he can poker face with the best of them.

"What's with this question-and-answer session? We are at war. Right now, all three of our territories are under threat thanks to Irine being alive. We can't fight them both while a lion watches from within the high grass, waiting on us to fight it out, only to pounce on the weakened winner. Or worse yet, pounce on our homes while more than half our fighting force is here in Estia." Luther changed the topic.