Demons_and_I

In the realms above, supernatural beings of unfathomable magnificence exist, far beyond mortal comprehension. These divinities wield unimaginable power, capable of obliterating worlds with a mere breath.

However, what unfolds when these gods meet their demise?

Set in a remote corner of the vast universe, long after the apocalyptic Thousand Millennium War of the Heavenly Beasts and Deities, this tale delves into a forgotten world. Here, the ashes of fallen gods descend upon an insignificant pebble, adrift amidst the cosmic tapestry of space and time. 

Their impact alters the life of a proud young man, who embraces the abrupt changes thrust upon his world. Refusing to yield to the clutches of fate and karma, he dares to defy the heavens themselves.

Will he triumph over an insurmountable destiny, or succumb to fate like gods of unimaginable might did before him?

The dreams of a deceased deity and the fate of a dying world hang precariously, hinged upon the future of this young man. He treads upon an endless bridge, forged from the corpses of the fallen.

Unlock this epic saga of death, sorrow, war, blood, love, vengeance, and triumph with your own eyes.




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God Ash: Remnants of the fallen.

Cain locked eyes with the group of predators approy him. Once they got into the 200m mark, the group of {Lythoran Wyrms} split in all directions.

They ran in a zigzag manner to reduce their chances of being hit. Not used to this, and being new in the way of the bow and arrow, Cain was rendered unable to do anything for a moment...

'Fuck this!' Stomping against the ground, Cain dislodged his blades. Since {Black Claw} was very long, he chose to carry it across his back. {White Claw} was attached to his hip for easier drawing.

Fully geared Cain began his deadly dance with death again...

His feet moved with the grace a crane used to dance on the clouds. He dashed through the air, letting an arrow loose every second. With almost every shot he made, a dull 'thunk' sound would follow. That would be quickly followed by an angry shout.

Prometheus (3).