A Youngblood's Heart
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Last published Sun, Dec 31, 2017
Ascend into a mesmerizing world where your broken heart whispers morbid tales to silence your mind. Bring forth an era of renewal upon the world, a death to existence from a prolonged animosity held by the highborn demigods that atrociously behest life upon the planet. A god of pestilence, life, and renewal call for ruination. Unbridled rage sets to ravage the carnal prisons mortals are incarcerated to by the means of bestial plagues. Devastation to the flourishing lands in which life is sustained. By the means of renewal, creation of hellish shadow beasts to obliterate every molecule of life bound to their unmerciful fate.
In which a mark is stained upon those whose unjust leaders will evoke hell, retaliation is longed for in the warcry of life's last heartbeat.
For no hero, no love, nor survival will prevail, a story of misfortune shall capture heartache in morbid death. The unjust equation and cycle of the very universe shall be forever cruel. Alas shall Aylesbury not perish, by the means of the doomed misadventures of those who will rise to wage war for the purpose of life.
Zibrolta, a tenacious vagabond not a man nor a monster, yet a being idling between both. For he, alongside blood brothers, will clash with the very demigods threatening the end of the world.
For then you will know, what a heart is worth.
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