Shender Lore (Custom Race!)
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This is basically not a story but more like lore for a race that will be featured in the future in my stories! Who knows if I get enough of a following I will make more of these! The essentials are, this is a dark race with an origin of war and death, conquering and fighting, showing strength to find acknowledgment, that slowly changed its ways to become a utopia a literal fantasy for any society and managed to become a semi-pacifistic society with no crimes or any more wars. This might not sound like much however you will never know, how this race existed, where it came from or any of its twists unless you read! May I say...that this is truly just the tip of the iceberg!
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