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Philza spent ten years traveling across the world of Parva. He has met people of all walks of life. From the kids on the streets of Shenglin that'd fly colourful kites through the air to the old imams offering him water in the sandy dunes of Aridia. Many lessons have been taught to him by people of old and young, light or dark skinned, human or not-so human. Every man had a tale to tell. He listened to them all. And maybe, it was time he had told his own.
Technoblade had a single wish in life: To be normal. Glory was a burden. His throne of gold was made of blood. People either gawked or cowered. No one simply waved or said "hello". And when he finally gets a chance to be nobody, to simply be him, fate has other plans and he's led back to where everything started. His descent to becoming a god among men.
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Fic is based in my own made-up fantasy which I've been slowly building
Laws of the world may be confusing I'm still new to worldbuilding
Tw:
-blood and gore
-definitely trauma
-language probably