Gods of Samrasa
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Long ago, in the faraway land of Tarasif, there lived a great King named Samrasa. Under his rule, Nendas Hasafa has grown up, seeking to prove himself in the wars. But with the coming of Samrasa to visit his uncle, a new life is thrust upon him. And as the progress of the war, it becomes clear that events are far beyond the control of any man...
The fourteenth installment of Heaven and Hellfire.
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