The Fallen
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Última publicación mié, mar 2, 2016
400 years ago King Nidus united the four warring kingdoms and forged a new empire. Now his descendant Luceus Machinor, the new High King, is out for blood. After a series of laws are passed, stripping away every basic right, almost all elvenkind is either killed or enslaved. Those that remain have fled to the corners of a world that hates them. However, not all humans are in support of this and the only hope for the elves is to band together behind one who will lead the revolution against a corrupt tyrant and free the empire from an increasingly oppressive regime.
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