THE POWERS (under revision)
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"the earth split, and out pours Abominations like the world has never seen! The sky Rips and down comes thunder and flame!" -near the end of the third era. The powers is a historical fantasy concerning the world of dweir. Join heros and monsters on epic journey of life and death. You can find any imaginable creature in dweir (not an exaggeration, see "writers notes") and this saga will be written indefinitely. It's speficaly made for others to freely take the setting, characters, ect, and use it how they like, art, literature, game's, ect.
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