It took human race a few hundred years to recover to some extent from The Great Cataclysm. But instead of learning their lesson from it and starting to live a life full of peace, love and harmony with the Nature, we messed it up again, and divided the human race into two opposite, extreme races. When the extremely violent, fanatical, ortodoxly chauvinistic Abrahams decide to declare war on peaceful, nature-loving, spiritual and technology-rejecting Pagans, Nemesis wishes she had never been given the powers which have mad her famous, respected and loved among her fellow Pagans. Because what's the point of being the most powerful being in both Universes, when it has to stand in the way of your love?
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