Reclamations of the Chimeric Behemoth (WIP)
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Last published Sun, Apr 21, 2024
(AKA WIP Predator of Night)
In the previous era's recorded history, unparalleled determination and innovation advanced Humanity to the top of the perceived food chain.
Despite a world blossoming with technology, an unprecedented reckoning gurgled chaos in the world's core, and incarnations of evil in various forms grew and emerged, overtaking Light and Goodness. A world weakly gripping virtue for overt debauchery of nature had been laid to rest. This reckoning decimated modern civilization, plunging Hell and its fermentations, once hidden in the depths of the uninhabitable, to the epicenter of a new, malevolent world.
There are many species of monsters among different names and classifications, but one thing remains true: Their essence has always been orchestrating and coexisting from the shadows.
Anything deemed infallible, impenetrable, or meticulous is subject to error and corruption. It's crucial to understand that free will and infinite choices exist within the framework of finite endings.
This is not an origin story.
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