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Ongoing, First published Nov 02, 2022
Mature
|5×𝑭𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬𝑫|

"How do we keep getting into these situations?"

"Eleven years of friendship and I still don't know."

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In the year 0327, Earth had changed dramatically from the paradise it once was. The once-lush landscapes had disappeared, replaced by thousands of towering skyscrapers that housed the most intelligent species on the planet - humans. The oceans were no longer home to beautiful corals and pearls but rather to humans, and the sky was filled with flying cities shadowing the land below.

The Great Explosion that had occurred on Earth had altered human genetics, dividing them into three types - Seas, Skys, and Earthians - each with their own special abilities. The blessed rose above the flames using their sixth sense, while those without the gift relied on their intelligence to rebuild the world.

Despite the collective governing law and the marked habitats for each Human Type, the discovery of Outcasts - humans who didn't fit into any of the three types - led to riots and conflict. This was the second significant error of the New World, with humans still fighting over differences in blood and abilities.

While nothing catastrophic had happened yet in the New World, it remained uncertain what the future held. Only time would tell what surprises lay ahead.

•New chapter every Thursday•
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An entry for The Immortals' Conquest 2022 by @WattpadAsianFantasy

Round 1 qualified 
Round 2 qualified 

FIRST DRAFT(first time writing a sci-fi fantasy. send help!)
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