•A new Beginning•

•A new Beginning•

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Error Forced god of Destruction belongs to @harrish6 Agnosiophobia. (Noun) -The fear of the unknown or unfamiliar aspects of vast knowledge, the fear of making long-term decisions that soar beyond what the human brain is capable of understanding, the comprehension of hesitance and uncertainty. His life had been fairly simple up to now. Nothing particularly exciting or unusual, just doing the job that was assigned to him ever since time and space itself existed. In order to keep the multiverse as protected and stable as earthly possible. To do his responsibilities that he must carry to bitter fulfilment. So grief will never be born, never again. Truthfully, he had no will to keep going. He had thought he would continue drowning in his own self guilt and die alone in the forbidden waters of obscurity. He had already given up on ever escaping his purpose, he didn't have any intention whatsoever to twist the ropes of impossibility to his favour, it would never be possible. At least, that's what he thought. But soon, things changed when the protecter thought of a plan to get rid of him for good. To no longer bring destruction and pain to the multiverse. For the betterment of humanity. Without ever knowing, that single day would go deeper then ever before in history. A day where he would have to face his nightmares. A day where hatred became inevitable, unavoidable. A day where he would finally fight back. Honestly, He would have never thought he would ever dare to do such a thing. For even the gods themselves needed him desperately to keep the balance from collapsing. Why would he ever leave them? Why would he turn his back on them? The answer was plain and simple. He didn't care, not anymore. Really, it was too bad his own bottled up insanity finally broke and swallowed him in the end. But maybe because of that, he would be okay. What will he do? How does he plan to escape such tragedy? What will happen to him? He guessed, only destiny will know.
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