Age of Convictions
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Ages ago a God descended on earth bringing a gift of magic with him...
Magic infused itself with every living being on the planet, completely altering the world and its fate.
With magic at their side people united themselves, finally bringing peace to the world. But Gods didn't share humans' happiness, jealous that they became more independent. After numerous disputes a war was proclaimed with Gods saying that they were the true rulers of this world.
Centuries had passed and the war still raged on...
That's when The First Convicted has been born...
Under the guidance of Father-Emperor and his Generals, also known as blood-keepers, people were able to strip the magic from a living being, in the process making it refuse any more of it afterwards. They were called Convicted, believers that magic was not the only way to live the life, remembering the roots of human race. Convicted couldn't use any magic, yet at the same time were immune to its effects. A perfect weapon against inhuman powers that Gods possessed.
Only two months after their victory over Gods, Convicted revolted, proclaiming that all magic was a poison that clouded humans judgment.
With all their experience from previous war and unique abilities, they became bloodthirsty and addicted to their immunity. Convicted were winning and slowly cornering the remnants of emperor's force.
September 16, 0829ABM
"Aaaand... Done!" The man's mischievous smile slowly turns into triumphant grin.
"Magic is life, " dark chuckle passes his lips, " and life is magic. If only thou knewest... Foolish humans never learn."
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