Subject 128-74
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  • LECTURAS 33
  • Votos 0
  • Partes 11
  • Hora 28m
Concluida, Has publicado ago 19, 2023
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Throughout history, the Gods have been perceived as saviors of the world, appearing when humanity was on the verge of extinction and rescued the people. This, however, is not true. The mortals of my world fabricated this lie as a means of justification for the actions of their so-called Gods. In reality, the Gods ruled through war and destruction, framing the true savior as evil and corrupt. They had the power to do whatever they wanted, so they did. The lives lost were greater than the blood shed; death filled the lands, turning even the most beautiful of paradises into a dark and bleak environment. In those days, everything was dull, and the only color left was red. Even the once crystal blue sky, only to be remembered in story's, wasn't immune to the crimson turbulence, and is now and will forever be as red as blood.
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