Awespec

Earth has undergone an odd change. Expanding by millions of times its original size, its population was suddenly split into two halves. 

On one side, there was a group of technologically advanced humans. But, on the other, a world of cultivation had grown and pospered. 

The secrets that led to this change have been hidden in the darkness for too long... Until there came a day where a boy born on the Mortal side of the world was found to have the talent to enter the Martial side. Having lost both of his parents to a hidden tide, he chose to leave all that he had known behind and enter this land of danger. 

What truths would he unveil? What would he learn about what separated the Mortals from the Cultivators? What hidden evils wanted to ensure that his people never rose up and gained power? And how would those evils... deal with him?

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This list of things I hate is quite long. 

The first is that I hate to be tested the most. 

The second is that I hate to be tested the most. 

The third also happens to be that I hate to be tested the most. 

The ocean's depths are too shallow, the sun's light too dim, the ground too mundane and the skies too small. For those born of this colorless world to deem themselves worthy of casting judgement on me... I can only say that it's laughable. 

I am the Nameless Immortal God because even the Heavens themselves are unworthy to name me. Even while I am unaware of my own identity, I will dry the oceans until cracked land is all that is left, I will cast the sun into endless darkness, I will shatter the ground with my feet and sunder the skies with my blade. 

Am I too arrogant? What right do you have to think that?

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Dyon shivered as he thought about the changes within him when he had attacked the creature. He figured out that the point of the test was to withstand demonic qi. The more you killed, the more you'd be infused with that demonic qi, then it would do you good in what Dyon assumed would be the next trials. 


However, something seemed off to Dyon. Not only were the creatures displaying the same symptoms as those afflicted with demonic qi overdose, Dyon felt an innate revulsion toward the song. It felt as though someone was trying to coax him into doing something.  


Had Dyon not felt the influx of demonic qi, he might not have even put the story together.  


'It looks like I might need to deal with the geniuses and a past expert… But, since you've given me this demonic qi, I might as well do you one better by understanding demonic will, right? 


Demonic Will