Uniterium: Darkbreed

Uniterium: Darkbreed

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"POWER, AN UNRIVALED POWER, a power to earn our freedom once again" These were humanity's words to the Soul of Cosmos.. who offered them what they were seeking.. in exchange for their afterlife, Now, after humans earned their "freedom" they have to face the consequences of their own decisions. Mutants are spreading all across the world and humans are no longer safe, all human kingdoms and countries have fallen because of those barbarous Mutants, however, the last land of humanity, the Kingdom of Chaztar stands still in the face of Mutants, they cannot afford to die in this war because death means turning to the other side of the battle. In the mutant flooding land, there is a Warrior who was known as "Astel" seeking to destroy every mutant in the world.. But he knows very well that no matter how strong he gets it would not be enough to fulfill his goal, thus, Astel is seeking the dark path to end the story of humanity's curse from where it started, Yes, to end the existence of mutants in this world, Astel is seeking the soul of Cosmos once again, but this path requires him to become unimaginably stronger.
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