Warriors
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  • Reads 13
  • Votes 1
  • Parts 1
  • Time 50m
Ongoing, First published Feb 08, 2016
Ignorance brings chaos, not knowledge. This was revealed during the end of the world, during the battle of the New York. You probably heard of it, it made international headlines. Then came the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the attack of Ultron. Then S.H.I.E.L.D. rose back up, along with HYDRA. They continue the fight of good and evil that has been going on for centuries.


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The Founder's POV

61 parts Ongoing

Everything was going according to plan-until my life crumbled. Fresh out of university, I was ready to chase my dreams, fulfill my parents' hopes, and carve out my destiny. But fate had different plans. "Creation of the World"-a game of limitless possibilities, offering its user the power to control realms, to create and destroy without limits. Cassian watched helplessly as the Earth merged with this world of his own design. Stripped of control, he awoke in a body not his own. Cassian StarHold-the older brother of the world's greatest hero. -- I lived as a puppet, a slave bound to an unyielding fate, sacrificing everything for mere scraps. Yet, my tormentors weren't content with simply binding me. They brought war to my doorstep, erasing everything I had painstakingly built. Now, I stand amidst thousands of their finest, listening to the man who destroyed my world. He looms high above, addressing the crowd from atop majestic marble columns, his silver hair blending seamlessly with the sky. "People are not equal!" His voice, dripping with arrogance, slices through the air. "We are the peak of evolution! Nothing surpasses us! We've ascended, leaving mountains of inferior blood in our wake. And now, you shall inherit this legacy!" He pauses, eyes cold and prideful, scanning the masses below. "This power must be earned, not handed down by birth. Wealth, power, status-they demand a mountain of sacrifices for even a glimpse." With arms outstretched, madness flickers in his eyes, mirrored by the thousands who echo his zeal. "You cannot fathom the blood shed to place you here. But you will learn. And I swear on my pride... Only those worthy will survive! Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don't understand is that the puppet is about to break free. He's wrong-none of them will survive.