Prologue

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" You find the girl we need her dead along with all the others"

" Y-yes master"

A young man knelt in front of a throne made entirely of shadows and darkness the occupier was even more so

" do not disappoint me"

" yes master"

" now leave my presence"

" yes master"

The young man left to set out on an impossible mission,

Mess with fate

The person on the throne was in fact not a person at all made entirely of the worlds worst enemy: pollution

His name no one knew everyone called him Pollution

And he hated that prophecy

He wanted the people in it dead

For it foretold of heroes,saviors,people who will have enough power to bring him to his knees:

The final elamentals

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