Fractured Fates : The Descent Into Hell
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 45m
  • Reads 126
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 11
  • Time 45m
Ongoing, First published May 26, 2019
"For every destiny is meant to be fulfilled.
      And every one of you serves a purpose.
     Bestowed upon you from the powers of 
                                 above. 
You are marked with the symbol of the worthy.
        Only for those competent enough,
       You shall be compelled to the truth.
         And for those willing to survive,
          Child may you never go astray."
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The Last Avian Soldier (The Nine Realms Universe)

5 parts Ongoing Mature

We're all pawns in this game played by those on top. From the moment we can process what they're telling us, we're led to believe that we must kneel before superiority. Bow our heads to the kings and queens, the powerful men and women who sit high on their thrones. To them, we are nothing but tools, obstacles, and threats. For this life is nothing but a constant battle between immortals. The individuals on the pedestals, and the ones in the dirt. So, how may we get out? How much blood will be spilled, tears shed, final breaths taken, before this is all over? People are lost in the game. They don't come back. Sons and daughters, parents, siblings... all slaughtered in this power play. Through all of this I have lost. I walk upon the shattered past left in my wake. I wish for death to finally arrive, but it never does. There's a crown of death atop my head and there's nothing I can do to change it. We were ready to make a difference. When death came to our doorstep we refused to let it take us, not without a fight, but it was a futile attempt. No one can stand in the way of a king starved for the power of it all. Tainted by ambition and violence. And with that, two thousand soldiers drew their swords for a war they would not win.