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Before the birth of the world, there existed 6 primordial Aspects, which govern the nature and structure of everything in existence, and the ones who controlled them were none other than the supreme beings... The Primordial ones.

However, of these six, there was one who sought to destroy the world and the system in which it operated. The Primordial of the sixth Aspect. 

This caused a great war in the Heavenly realm, causing the other 5 to rise against him. He was struck down, stripped of his Aspect and ultimately destroyed. Eventually, the world would come to know him as the Evil one, the god of despair... The Demon God.

After several centuries and millennia have passed, the feared one has awakened. His rage and wrath unstoppable. Now he must have his vengeance on the 5 Primordials who betrayed him, retrieve his Aspect and destroy the world as he had intended from the beginning.

This is the story of Hexarion... The Primordial of the Void, and the one who consumes all.

Alternative Title: Primordial Descent. HEX: Aspect Of The Void

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Primordial Descent

Ren's light beams instantly got nullified leaving him shocked . Before him was the absolute bringer of death.

It was simply the crystalization of death in the form of a fairy. One specially prepared for him.

Tears flowed out his eye and he saw the fate that awaited him.

Talia projected a sword of light and gripped it, the dark hungry material covering her slithered and engulfed the sword of light transforming it to one that appeared of Demonic origins, purple black miasma emanated from the blade as Talia swung it to her side.

She slowly lifted it up and paused.

" You helped me grow Ren but today, you shall die." Talia whispered although she was clearly audible to Ren.

She swung down her sword, her face looked like one under insane stress and the veins under her face popped out.

A large slash of dense dark aura escaped from her blade and approached Ren.

Ren Of The Silent Blades [Pt 2]