Primordial War: Eira
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We were once a peaceful world, until the others came.
They came as refugees from another world, they called it Vokira. Our worlds had different rules, different magic, different gods. Since they came to us, we imagined they would obey the laws and order of our world.
Mitarriah's strongest defenders stepped forward and offered to teach them our ways, the four Monsters took up the efforts to maintain the peace. One of them, Ophira, decided to live among them. To truly be their equal and show them our ways...
And they betrayed her.
Based on a Homebrew DnD Campaign (The Primordial War)
Series contains some violence, alcohol, and other content that may be disturbing to underage readers. Practice discretion while reading.
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