Chosen of the Void
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Last published Fri, Nov 4, 2022
If you had a single wish, what would you wish for? And what would you be willing to do to earn this wish?
Join Vladmir as he tries his best to survive and come out on top of a game of life and death where the prize is no other them a wish, one that carries his hope for fixing the mistakes of his past, and maybe, the means for a life worth living.
But the road that leads to the top is not paved only with great achievements. For one to be at the top he must pile the bodies of the other participants, and earn the favor of cruel Gods that demand to be entertained.
Can one that turned his back to such Gods come out on top and fulfill his wish? Or is the cold embrace of the Void the only reward that awaits him?
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