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.

Standing in a room filled with all sorts of weapons, accessories, books, and even runes, Cain was at a loss for what to look for.

The room was very wide and tall, yet the items in the room seemed to fill up all the space.

'Is this the so-called 'demon treasure cache'?' Cain couldn't help but wonder.

"So, are you saying I'm free to pick whatever I want?" Cain asked hesitantly.

"Sure... You are free to pick any five items of your choosing. Whether you can use them or not is up to you..." Azazel said with a small smile.

'It is hard to believe this human boy is the Avatar of Lord Ashur.' Azazel thought to himself. Thoughts of the old times flew through his mind, causing a bittersweet expression to appear on his face.

Completely ignoring Azazel, Cain continued to scan his surroundings...

"Even if I wanted to pick something, where do I even start?" Cain said.

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