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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

Damian descended on a distant land. One which has its buildings somehow sustained despite surrounded by chaos air and monsters. Around it are properly trained monsters, greeting the emperor as soon as they saw him.

Two of these came up to him. Serpent like in appearance just like their master. However, both had no wings meaning they haven't eaten any Seraphim. Thus making them inferior.

"She's at her lab my lord." One aide said.

"She's working on the recipe from the image core." The other furthered.

Damian couldn't help but notice the beautiful landscape which Hex was able to pull off on her land. There were trees growing everywhere, shading her soldiers and citizens from the unforgiving scorch of the sun. There was stream connected to the rivers nearby. Running through the demolished buildings in a beautiful yet chaotic view.

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