The Dragon King
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Ostatnia publikacja czw., cze 13, 2019
The age of war is over. There is no darkness to shun, to turn from, to rally against and destroy. The forces of good and evil only live in the minds of people too dogmatic to abandon the past. There is only light now. Holy orders of knights and mages, armies and peacekeepers that lean on the teachings of dead men to inspire piety. But the light of these devout men and women casts a shadow on the world, a shadow that corrupts all that it touches, a shadow that only continues to grow behind the pretense of peace. When balance cannot be achieved. When society cannot be corrected. It must be destroyed. And the dragon king, by divine law, is he who commands it.
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