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400 years ago, the world changed. Magic and Dungeons appeared.

384 years later, someone with God Magic was born. This is his slice of life story of him interacting with people while fighting monsters along his way.

Or, it was going to be. 

This story will be about him finding his self while exploring new things. 

*Warning*

The Mc is Bisexual. No need for any further explanation.

*Another Warning*

The sex might go into details at one point. If they do, you could skip them as they add little to the actual plot.

God on Earth.

Death, Destruction... Those two words were just the beginning. On a huge, empty field, their sat an army of what seemed to be humans. Some seemed exhausted while others seemed dead. On the other side of the giant field, there were hordes of monsters, a single person standing in front of the bloodlusted beast.


The man was 6'2 in height. His hair was long and dirty white. His eyes were deep black like the void. The man wore rugged black rags


 and shoes to match. He had a frown plastered over his face and his eyes seemed low. His speech pattern was voided of emotion and were slow. Like a dead animal, only...more dead.


"Daemon. Why...would you go this far.."


On the human side, a 6'0 woman spoke. She had on a blue suit that was ripped up. Blood was all over her as her black hair was in a pony tail. She had a queue in her hair, making her have a Chinese sort of style. 


"Why...wouldn't I? After everything that's happened.."


Behind the girl, there were familiar faces that the man recognized. Some gave him good memories while others made him look away from shame. Certain people gave him both emotion.


"You... You promised to create a world of peace, but what your doing is far from that."


Behind the man, there were familiar faces that the woman recognized. Some gave her bad memories while others gave her mixed opinions.


"When you've seen it all, you'll understand, Lily."


The man put his hand out and a rusted chain with a single kunai appeared. The woman put her hands up, two water daggers forming. 


"What would mom and dad think of this, Daemon?"


She coated her body in blue magic. For her advance in power, a sacrifice was made.


"I don't know, Lily. They are dead after all."


He played with the chains in his hands as they both recalled memories. The sound of thunder from the dark clouds roared out, making them each rush at each other. 


A flow of memories flooded in his brain as the two clashed. 


From siblings to enemies. From best friends to foe's. From love...to hatred. All of these key elements played a part in their future.


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