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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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Morning Practice

Omi took the group to a plain courtyard that looked almost empty. There were a few statues and a lawn, but there were no personal touches like previous courtyards had. 

"This is the Jin Courtyard. It has been a masterclass courtyard for over a thousand years. This will be your home while you are in Limina. Don't be afraid to make it your own."

Xasha frowned. "How come this courtyard had been masterless for so long?"

"No one received the calling, and no one volunteered." Gin said straightforwardly.

"Why would they not? Isn't being a Temple Gaurd a great honor?" Megan inquired.

"It is, and it isn't. Being a Temple Gaurd is a lot of work. Well, you will see what a Temple Guard does for yourself in the morning," Omi said with a chuckle. "You can decide for yourself if you know anyone willing to volunteer for the position."