Murderous

Murderous

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"You mean to tell me you've been alive this whole damn time?!" "Amelia..." "Do you even know what the hell I went through?" "Trust me Amelia, I know..." "You know? You've been gone for four damn years Jason! You don't know anything!"
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Synopsis Amelia was once an ordinary girl on Earth-until the day her fate was rewritten. A cosmic rift tore through reality, pulling her into the unknown. Lost in the infinite abyss, she should have perished. Instead, she transcended. Chosen by chaos itself, she became something beyond mortal, divine, or eldritch understanding-the Primordial Goddess of Chaos. From The Void Beyond Existence, she watches. She does not rule, nor does she guide-not yet. But she knows all. She has seen civilizations rise and crumble, gods ascend and fall, and the echoes of a war that shook the very foundations of reality. Long ago, an Ancient War tore across existence-a war so great that its truths have been buried beneath myths, lost in time, and rewritten by those who came after. Demons, gods, angels, dragons, elves, beastkin, and mortals clashed in a struggle that shaped the very fabric of reality itself. The war ended, but its true consequences remain unseen. From the remnants of that conflict, new races rose to power, forging realms of their own. Kingdoms, empires, and divine dominions flourished in the aftermath, unaware of the deeper truths that lie hidden beneath their foundations. They believe themselves to be the rulers of their own fate, blind to the forces that still linger in the shadows. But whispers persist-of something beyond gods and mortals, of a force that predates creation itself. Some call it myth. Others, prophecy. And in the darkest corners of existence, a cult whispers secrets long forgotten, waiting for the day when the old gods return. And Amelia? She watches. She has waited long enough. Fate is moving once more.

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