The Order in Chaos
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There was a time when all was perfect and violence was fiction. All was great especially under Morteres's rule. But when rebellion and hatred begins to stir up between the other gods and humans, it becomes time for him to take action. Most know his history of destruction but no one knows the side of him that made order within the chaos.
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