10 COMMANDMENTS : The Fallen Testament
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The World has changed. Written in the tale of thousands of eyes are the new age over the dominion of humans.
200 years ago, The World faced an inevitable doom, brought by the greatest war the world has ever seen.
The event of that day will always be remembered as the Great War, named after the war between Yahweh, the One True God and a new champion of humans called the New God, which had raked the world, once a place given to the humans as their paramount, in oblivion.
The war lasted for thirteen days, where at the end... none can foreseen the result. Beneath the red dawn of that first light, the clashes stops and as swift as the wind and ashes and naught… The two Gods then disappeared from the face of the Earth.
However as the war ended, when the hope to freedom can truly rise anew… It was then when the eternal shade that lurks under the night sky come.
Born from the seed of hatred and war, immortal beasts called the Hellbornes appeared to hunt and to kill all the humans.
And so, after 200 years… Our tale begins
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