Sinners Dawn I (BETA)
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Now is the godless era - the time when humans reigned without guidance from the divine.
In this universe that you are about to witness...
There were five races leading the planet.
They are the Divinus, Zoans, Elvens, Humans, and Daemons.
A thousand years ago, the gods, or the Divinus, were the most powerful beings to ever exist.
They were scattered across the Earth, ruling one realm after another.
With a myriad of mighty celestial life forms, the divine was bound to have foes.
Those who were cast out by their fellow gods turned into Daemons.
And they became the fiend in the eyes of the supreme beings.
Vowing to destroy everything the Divinus created, Daemons waged a never-ending war against the gods.
Caught between their fury, the Humans, Elvens, and Zoans...
...Along with many other races, were trampled in the middle ground.
Leading to a stain in their faith and moralities.
Then comes the twist from fate...
For unknown reasons, the gods suddenly vanished.
Along with some of their sworn enemies, the daemons.
Those who remained on Earth were left with a void to fill.
And ever since the godless age began, humanity raced to the top - in hopes of replacing the gods they once worshipped.
Now, a thousand years later...
The current era is at peace.
In the Western continent, the strongest empire, Ulnzvet - looms over the world with an unknown darkness.
And it lurks behind the shadows...
Right before the dawn of sinners and their unholy sabbath.
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