The God of Wind
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  • ЧИТАТЕЛЕЙ 23
  • Всего голосов 1
  • Части 1
  • Время 6m
Текущие, впервые опубликовано апр. 15, 2014
This is the first book in the series of "The Gods and Goddesses." 

"The creatures from down below will soon be able to come in small amonths to Earth,

to create havock and to get revenge.

Your duty is to protect the Earth and the creatures that roam it,

for that to happen you all need to find love.

One by one you will find your love in humans. It will start with you Ventus, god of Wind, as you are the eldest.

There is coming a great cruelty among humans, they will shamesly destroy everything you made, they will hunt animals to the extinct.

You will all slowly grow to hate these humans as their greed for things grow,

at the same time you will admire them for their creativity and knowledge.

Now is the time where you'll grow up and learn, there will be harships. You must all learn that not everything comes in a silver platter. 

Good luck, my children."
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