The Speaking Pork Trotter

This is a brand new story.
Survive the darkness, see the light
There is no right or wrong, it just depends on which side you are standing on.
To be a god, or to be a man.
To be good, or to be evil.
Just what is...the highest order of weapon that humanity has?
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After a great catastrophe struck, the world was set back many years and humanity started living in anarchy.
With time, society started building up again and people were now living in walled strongholds and fringe towns across the land.
Humans have also become distrustful and ruthless in an unforgiving society where the strong survive and the weak are eliminated.
Growing up in such an era, Ren Xiaosu had to fend for himself.
After an incident, he gained supernatural powers...

The First Order

"Do you know about the organization that was established by the Central Plains Rider?" Ren Xiaosu asked Melgor. "Since they helped the Magi survive The Cataclysm, their reputation should be as prominent as Russell's after the disaster passed. At the minimum, everyone should know of their existence, but I've never heard you mention them before."

When Melgor heard that, he pondered it for a moment before saying, "I had the same questions as you when I first read The Sorcerer Chronicles, but please believe me when I tell you I've really never heard of them before."

"How can that be?" Ren Xiaosu was a little puzzled.

"Perhaps they did not follow the orders of that Central Plains rider?" Melgor analyzed.

"That can't be." Ren Xiaosu had met the Riders before. How could such a cohesive group with strong faith suddenly turn against each other?

"Or they could have all perished in The Cataclysm?" Melgor raised another possibility.

The sophistication of the Kingdom of Sorcerers