Campoccino

Within the ten Domains, it is only the Voids who are powerless. They have been subjected to the mockery of others, being unable to use mana nor cast any spell. For a thousand years that has been their fate, until there were those bold enough to try and change their fate.

This is the story of a world destroyed by war and greed. A story coated by all sorts of sins and secrets. A story where only the strongest survive. A story of a young boy laughed upon by fate.

This is A Story of Evil.

A Story of Evil

The form which Reckon had, although resembling the Seraphims, wasn't completely so. And if Jubilee was to place a finger on it, the reason would be that, there was nothing divine about it. The aura emanated by Reckon was still human and, his power was still limited to earth. His clothing, which was from the earth domain, also added to the said look.


Unmistakably however, he was powerful. There was no denying it. He was above any of the monarchs who fought him at that point. All of his opponents lay on the battlefield. Damaged by the crystals he unleashed upon their bodies and preventing them from casting any more spells.


They were still conscious. Yet this in itself was useless, considering the fact that their powers have been cut off.


"Man, this spells like trouble." Jubilee looked at the battlefield. Disappointed at the outcome although he already expected it.


The Void