A Foretold Reality
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Last published Tue, Aug 1, 2017
"So...this new power we get...was given by a Goddess?" I asked, unsure of what I was thinking. I had over a million thoughts running around in my head."Yes...they are meant to be used on the corrupted." Rikka replied, as she curled a strand of her light brown hair around her finger. "According to Legend those who wield these thirteen weapons are destined to defend those who aren't corrupted." She added on. "And what happens if the corrupted claim possession of one of these items?" I asked.
"Everything we did would go to waste."
In a fatal attempt to save humanity's final struggles from a demonic monster, a Goddess used the last of her life to create her own set of descendants, destined to save the world. Sounds cheesy, don't you think? Considering humans have no special abilities. Besides, that was just a legend fortold by a bunch of crazy elders, right?
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