The end of the world started when Omega died. Yeah, yeah, I know you are thinking: 'What? The end started when the end died?' Let me clear things up for you. I live in a world where practically anything is possible. Magic? Check. Werid creatures? Check. Assassin Camps? Once again, check. You name it, its real. My name is Luke Carter, but nobody calls me that. Ever. They call me Loki or Lieutenant Loki. Guess what I'm second in command of. If you guessed a camp, you are halfway there. I'm the lieutenant of Camp Omega, second in command after Commander Omega. Who is now dead. And its my fault.
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