Lost Realms
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Last published Thu, Apr 21, 2022
Welcome traveler! My name is Oravus and this is the story of what I observed in Universe 313. A universe where gods roamed free to create almost whatever they wanted, no matter how demonic or angelic.
Here we focus on one part of it, what humans call the Milky Way Galaxy. Where a race called Dazarathians, humans call demons, have taken over most of the realms. Fortunately this universe is alive and is bringing a group of strangers together to help the gods take back the realms!
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