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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.

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Mysterious Man (3)

The man shrugged. "What could a dead man want?"

"You are just going to give us a domain, just like that?" Xasha's suspicions increased.

The man smiled. "Of course... not. This place is special, as you can see. We found this world already intact and do not know who created it. We repurposed it... let's say to fit our needs, but the original owners built this place for a reason. That reason was to suppress something. I don't know what it is, and the fact that this place is still standing means that the thing being suppressed has yet to escape. You will accept the responsibility of keeping it that way along with the mountain," the man informed casually.

"Take the good with the bad kind of thing," Xasha commented.

"Exactly. We discussed it back then and decided the risk was worth it. The stronger we became, the more prepared we will be to handle whatever came next."

"What happens if we decide that the reward is not worth the risk?" Xasha asked.