Diabolus ex Machina
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In the pool of blood, weavers have turned against each other-controlled by Thaddeus with the order to kill their kin. Before the doom of the old world, a descendant of time "saved" the world into memoria, waiting for its next holder.
He hoped that in the next world, his fabricated world where humanity dawns, there would be someone to overthrow this unruly god.
But you know very well that it is not I who murdered them-
But themselves.
Such is the curse of any life-form.
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