Darkness of the world
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  • Reads 234
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 1h 19m
Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2019
"You sure?"
"Hundred percent."
"But how are they involved?"
"It's because it originated from their city."
"Originated from what?"
"How am I supposed to know?"
"You said it's originated from their city. You don't know what it's originated from?"
Suddenly a gust of wind flew at us from nowhere. I clutched the gun strapped to my belt.
"Identity." A voice called from ahead. But it wasn't easy to see who it was due to sands flowing into our eyes.
"Asterios." Ari called out.
The storm stopped. It looked as if nothing happened.
A person immerged. 
"Who are you?" She asked.


The town of Aramore was cursed the moment it saw Asterios. Although the power of the last enchantrees was used to seal off Asterios, greed took over humanity again. This time it brought darkness to the whole world.



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