in the universe, where nothing existed, was born asber the creator of everything, who created universes, worlds, cultures and races, for the last thing he created seven lords (gods) to keep in order everything created, the lords tired of following orders betrayed (murdering) their creator, what they did not know was that he would be reborn, and thus would begin his revenge.

Asber, THE FALLEN GOD

Through the narrow alleys of the city, where the only light that reaches are the lights found on every corner. A red skinned man with a red robe on walks with desperation "where the fuck did asber go and leave me alone" says bael while he bites and swallows the arm of a person. 


"How hungry I am, I need more food or I'll starve to death" he says as he continues walking and chewing, but a voice on the roof of a house catches his attention "bael, long time no see. How life treats you" comments that person on the roof. 


From the ceiling comes down a very small man, with purple skin and small wings on his back "why the sadness, you feel bad, because we don't play a game like in the old days" says that person, "I don't have time for your games" responds bael. 


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