The War of peace
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What is peace?
That's not a question Andrew Futhark ever considered. That in itself might be a proof that his world was in peace. But wasn't everything simple? Vampires and elves used magic, humans relied only on technology, werewolves were pacifists living far from humans whose flesh they hated and dragons were as rare as powerful.
There was nothing more to it, right?
The only exceptions ever were the great hero Harmonie who saved the world to protect the world from the infamous Paradigme, the Witch of the Paradox.
Isn't the theory beautiful?
Well, to bad it wasn't the truth...
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