GOD'S DESCENDANT

GOD'S DESCENDANT

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Iveyard, is a country like others. Built with terror and divided by power. Ruled by the golden eyed Naiverians whom the legends and tales refer to as the chosen and brown eyed plebeians bound to serve those with eyes that glow birghter than the sun. In a world of gods and slaves, we are determined by the color of our eyes. Up until now, there has only been two colors. Gold and Brown. In a world divided into the strong and the weak, the color of our eyes, decides which side we'll be. Naiverians rule over us because they are chosen, and plebeinas are ruled over because they are not. Alegria Gondura is a plebeian by life and something else by power. When the Naiverians find out Alegria Gondura's impossible existance, they try their best to hold her down. Minimize the impossible and maintain rightful order. But.. little do they know. Her miraculous existance hides a secret, one that could change the world for the better or for the worse . But one thing's for sure. She's not the only one
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