BLADES AND BONES
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Aetheria, the forgotten world, home of humans and souls alike. The world acclaimed to be nearest to the skies yet far from being called 'heaven'. Analogous to Earth it faced the insurmountable treachery of the mortals but with more terrifying outcomes almost reaching a hopeless end. Hence, the bloody history of wars among the Kingdoms in Aetheria. Come dark ages, humanity was at the brink of becoming beasts. The old tales tell of a demon that started it all. It haunts the very existence of every living being. Terror reigned over the weak. The strong ones become formidable foes.
However, all evil have its coequal. There were those who remained good and proved that it wasn't yet too late for the Aetherian beings to lose the battle. Under odd circumstances, the adventure begins. This is a story of how a simple farmer, along diversified companions, saves the world and stops it from becoming a real nightmare...
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