KALITHSEUS
- LECTURES 60
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- Chapitres 5
" Herein lies the fruit of my loins, my greatest creation and the gift from the Great Amra. I name him Kalithseus, the mighty sword of the King. Who's power and beauty shall rival all. Who's passion would burn more than the flames of Berheimia. Who's wrath would shake all of Andranathea off its foundations." The king god announced to his nation with a pride of a warrior having conquered a great War.
" Herein lies your King who will usher this pantheon to greatness or be the very flames of Berheimia that engulf us all and reduce us to ashes. Rejoice my children and celebrate the birth of your king. "
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