Crimson's Prophecy

Crimson's Prophecy

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Crimson is abused by his parents who grew up in the Cult. Its leaders consist of creatures living in the Kathrenian universe. One day Crimson's family is killed and he is the only one to survive - whether or not that's true he doesn't find out as he ends up in the world of creatures where only half a dozen other people are on his side. Their plan is simple: returning to earth immediately before destroying the Kathrenian universe so that they survive and the Cult cannot exist any longer. But how should Crimson be part of this mission if he doesn't even believe in himself?
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