Chosen Champion
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Six gods rule the multidimensional realm. The God of light and his twin the Goddess of Darkness rule above all, together in harmony. One cannot exist without the other and their human creations worshipped them for their balance. That was until the God of Light grew to resent his sister. He hated how their creations loved her, despite her darkness. So he cast her away. Locked within a dimension of darkness. Only to return when she found a champion to defeat him.
After centuries of searching a young man is born and chosen to be her champion. At first, it seems only out of unfortunate luck he is chosen. But destiny works in mysterious ways.
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