A Blade for the Divine

A Blade for the Divine

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Mar 22, 2026
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Fantasy
Far away, beyond the daily lives of mortals, the Library of Destiny and its owner toil day by day, forging and following the fates of all the worlds. All seems to be going well, but in the midst of the golden strands of fate, one of them goes awry. There is a war coming, and futile are the attempts to stop it, but there are those who would dare try. As the stakes rise and the dangers heighten, one question remains in the minds of those who are set on stopping the chaos... will they succeed in destroying the core of evil, or will the war leave the worlds destroyed and crumbling to nothing?
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