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

Sol's group were flung in the air without much care. The fainted direwolves and the disoriented members of the team were all in a bad shape. But still, they were able to safely land on the top of the cliff. Sol used his gravity in order to lighten their fall. Thus ensuring that nobody from the team got injured physically.

However, their pride was a different matter altogether. It was tarnished and stained, so much so that Hendrickson couldn't hide his frustration. Screaming as he said:

"Calm down Rick." Jade said in reply. He was just as frustrated as the steel user but, he wasn't the type to let such emotions show.

"How am I supposed to calm down? He just preached on us and threw us away! We were like helpless babes in front of him. It was...it was...GAAAHHH!" Hendrickson gave one strong punch to the ground. Burying his whole arm inside it before taking it out.

"You should be thankful that you're still alive." Cain said in reply.

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