NIYATI: the chosen 8

NIYATI: the chosen 8

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At the root of all existence beneath heaven, below the human world, deeper even than the darkest reaches of purgatory, grows a single source of All energy. It breathes positive and negative energy into every realm like a heartbeat. It has always been there. It has always held the balance. Until now. The human world has always been protected by the most elegant seal in creation: the human body itself But in the depths of the purgatory realm, something ancient has grown on centuries of accumulated darkness. Standing between extinction and the abyss are eight people who should never have found each other. They will cross the living world and the dying one. They will descend into realms that do not appear on any map. They will face monsters drawn from every mythology humanity has ever feared because humanity's fears, it turns out, were never stories. They were warnings. The energy source is fracturing. The seal is thinning. And somewhere in the dark, a Dark energy smiles because it has waited a very, very long time.
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