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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

" Don't you touch them." Talia shouted.

" Or What? Are you going to unlock some powers in a fit of rage and beat us all to a pulp? I for one would love to see you try."

Talia was conflicted, her strength had failed her and she was much too weak to unlock her seals. Left with the ultimatum of sacrificing either her loved ones or her savior, she couldn't make a choice and it costed her, it costed her dearly.

"It seems another person's life is needed to convince you, now who will it be?" The Lord of light placed his finger on his chin taking the look of somewhat a philosopher deep in thought.

After about twenty minutes, he spoke.

" There's a popular saying I heard from humans back in our young days, what was it again Mithra?"

Mithra simply turned her face away clearly irritated by the question.

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