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Glory in War: GAME ON (Part 1)

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"Glory in War" is an ongoing project with the goal of becoming a potential animated series in the future. Any feedback, review or even comment are welcomed and could help into the story's delivery. For more information, please consider visiting the "WELCOME" Page before starting.

WARNING: This part of the series is currently under editing. If you happen to see flaws in any chapter or have your own ideas to make it even better, please let me know. Chapters from other parts of the series are not excluded. Thank you in advance!
The part has been fully edited up until: Chapter 2.



OVERALL DESCRIPTION: Legends tell of a war that has brought misery upon our lands, separating us from the united civilisation we once carved into the sand gifted by the suns. It was worse than a punishment from the gods, with the souls of the fallen ones still remaining to fight for the honour and protection of the home they once had, for their stories lost among the land of war, and for the glory they have given in exchange of the blade of memories, witness to their sins, losing themselves into the chaos of fate. Now, only the new generations are capable of changing this chaos and bring peace into our lands. We can only hope that the gods have written our peaceful ending into our fate.


PART DESCRIPTION: The first part of "Glory in War" focuses on getting to know the world of a corrupted society resulted from a horrific war. One part of this civilisation is put to hide in the shadows of the lands in order to survive, while the other part hunts them with no hesitation, wishing to kill even the last man possible. As for what there is to come, let's say the gods have already written their story. After all, the eyes of The Watcher have opened.



CONTENT WARNING: This story contains strong language and dives into subjects such as violence, gore, death, abuse, slavery, cannibalism and mentions of rape. Reader discretion is advised.All Rights Reserved

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