Triagon Origins
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Last published Mon, Jan 15, 2024
In a shattered omniverse, prophets of a divine being carry the message of ascension of an artifact that bears the power to give its chosen owner a single chance at altering their reality to their will.
To a widowed soldier, who lost her husband to a new war, this becomes a chance to reunite with her loved one. To a cyborg, guilt ridden by his unforgivable crimes, this turns to an opportunity to set things right. To an engineered revolutionary, wishing to undo a single choice, this shows promise to return to his best life. To an orphan, born to be a monster, it sets a path to become human.
Amidst all this, a young girl, stranger to the worlds at conflict, bearing powerful knowledge to shift the odds on anyone's favour, gets lost within the chaos.
With a thousand, seeking a thousand wishes of their own, this sets forth a great conflict. It's a race against time for all to earn the reality of their will, and in a war where only one shall emerge victorious, many are bound to fall.
(This story is on hold and is being restructured heavily... so... don't read this one... :))
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