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Fractus

Fractus

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Fantasy
Statera: a world fractured by prejudice-driven war. Six territories -- whose emotionally-fueled powers shape their conflicting personalities -- press stubbornly toward self-annihilation. Their last chance for peace lies in a forgotten prophecy twisted by pride. A nation of banished outcasts facing the threat of genocide hold the key to finding the Savior of Statera. Can Flint and his people survive long enough for this Hero to be discovered?
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Once, this world was painted in hues of green and blue,alive, breathing, and free. Now it lies cloaked in dust and sorrow, so pale that even the sky weeps in pity. Where wings once danced across endless skies, not a single feather dares to fall. The colours of life were stolen and those who took them, know their guilt too well. But isn't that the rhythm of life itself? To fall, to bleed, to rise again? Life was meant to be free wild as the wind, untamed as hope. Yet now, that life flickers...its final light trembling beneath the weight of despair. Until they came, the "saviours," wrapped in golden lies. They promised colour, promised salvation, but in the dark, they only snuffed out more stars. And just when the world's last song was about to fade life defied its own ending. It gave birth to something forbidden. Unnatural. Unwanted. Unbreakable. They were the echoes of rebellion souls forged in silence and fire. The world would tremble again, its nights filled with screams of the dark for the light these Unnaturals would ignite. For they were no longer just outcasts. They were "Revolutionaries" rising against the shadowed throne of a corrupted order, against the lies that chained the truth, and against the hands that silenced every voice that dared to speak. And through their defiance, the world would remember, that even in the deepest dark, light is born from those who refuse to bow.

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