Lost Concord
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Last published Fri, Dec 16, 2016
|| ARC ONE: FRIENDS ||
In the world of Jasolem all manners of beings walk the land, from docile fairies to towering titans of ancient yore. A great evil has began to stir, and it takes the most unlikeliest of forms. Forcing the powerful Gods of the world to summon heroes from another world, in a desperate bid to prepare for an evil like none other.
But is this the truth? As the Gods themselves are the embodiment of a set of beliefs, ideals and raw emotion.
One individual named Benedict, with nothing truly special about him save for his seemingly dour nature, is forced to flee from his former allies. Thrown outside the halls he was summoned to, and into a large world he could not properly comprehend.
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