This Broken World: Emperor of Extinction
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Dernière publication dim., août 14, 2022
They felt abandoned, helpless, hapless, alone. They felt that their world didn't care about them any longer, and that the system they were born into was broken.
Linked only by those feelings, a group of people found themselves on the cusp of an opportunity: to bring about a world that would abandon people like them no longer. They sold their souls for the power of gods, and resolved themselves to fix the world that tossed them aside.
Yet, their differences drove them apart, as they worked relentlessly to solve the issues of the world, but none of them could truly find the solution they sought, so long as they worked with humans. Thus, they declared humanity to be over, and left the planet, stating that they could not work with humans, but those who could ascend beyond humanity would be the ones to make this world perfect!
In the world the gods had toyed with, a man unlocked a strange power beyond his comprehension, while in the heaven the gods had built, a woman wrestled with the destiny her gods had placed on her.
Both sought answers to a question the world posed to them.
Was this broken world really so broken after all?
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