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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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353 Chs

Happy holocaust (2)

This went on for several minutes and two amazing phenomena occurred. Outside Xasha's body, the Happy Holocaust sensed danger and began retreating to the far corners of the room. But Xasha's breath art allowed him to pull energy from thousands of miles around.

It became a tug of war as Xasha had absorbed a 3rd of the flames already. The ego that the flame had developed over the millions of years was in danger of being eradicated. The tug of war became more violent as the ego attacked Xasha relentlessly but those attacks were easily dissipated by his avatar and absorbed.

The Happy Holocaust saw that it was losing most of its mass and power and panicked further. It no longer bothered about Xasha and was doing its absolute best to leave the room. However, there was no escape, if out couldn't escape for millions of years before, what would change now that it's lost almost half its power.