The Dragon Bond
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Fantasy vs Reality: a huge conflict everyone has to face. In our world it means growing up, facing that fantasy is simply fantasy and not real, and that we, live in reality. The reality is that magic doesn't exist, dreams don't always come true, and that people are often trampled by each other with eyes blinded by avarice, cupidity, and an insatiable hunger for power. Humanity's destructive nature will eventually cause the death of the Earth and itself. That is the reality of the real world. However, what if fantasy was actually real? How would it affect the human viewpoint on the harsh reality of the real world? Would reality even exist? Welcome to the Thrasangi Era, in which humanity finally pushed Earth to its breaking point and was on the edge of extinction, when the chains separating fantasy and reality shattered. As fantasy and reality, two antipodes, are forced to mix, hybrids and all sorts of crazy things will emerge, one of them being Raven Shadow. Now that fantasy is here to help, will it be able to repair the damage done by humans, or will humanity counteract its efforts?
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