Savior's of The Fallen
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The battle echoed across galaxies-so fierce, so immense, that its tremors could be felt even from billions of light-years away. On a distant world, within their sanctuary, Rose and Puriana collapsed to their knees. A cosmic quake surged through their bodies, making it hard to breathe. Their chests tightened like knotted ropes, suffocating under the pressure of the unfolding chaos.
This war had been foretold.
Six billion years ago, on a planet called Purity, a race of gifted humans thrived. Their civilization was structured and spiritual-farmers, fishermen, weavers, teachers-each person honoring the Four Gods and Goddesses equally:
Puriana, the Goddess of Purity.
Cerberus, the God of Hell.
Rose, the Goddess of Beauty.
E.N., the God of Manipulation-the most deceitful among them.
But that harmony didn't last. Cerberus and E.N. grew contemptuous of humanity. They resented the constant prayers, the dependence, the weakness. Unlike Rose and Puriana, who gifted mortals with blessings, Cerberus and E.N. withdrew. Their hatred festered over eons until it boiled into rebellion.
They spoke a divine tongue-Koshan, the language of the gods-so that mortals would never understand their true intentions.
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