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Finding Contentus

Finding Contentus

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Aug 2, 2026
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Fantasy
Dark Fantasy
What does it mean to Find Content? This is the question that Genesia, for "New Beginnings" and Neosa, for "One Sanctuary", seek to answer. As identical twins, and as survivors of their gifted race of supernatural humans known as Racaans. In one day, their fate of death became sealed in a dark land known as Constantia. The world has been overcome and infected by monstrous freaks of nature known as primals. There is no cure for the primal gene, there is only violent survival for the human population across the provinces of Constantia, against the primals, against the Racaans, against themselves, and against the world. This is their search for freedom and contentment in a world defined by cruelty, and a world shaped by beauty.
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