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.

"You might be a part of me, but you are not me. Not in the literal sense, anyway..."

'What did he mean by that?' He thought to himself as he floated on the calm black waves.

The Golden Dragon was gone, and the golden sun above the sky dimmed all of a sudden. Cain had noticed this change but paid little mind to it.

'A Remnant? A God remnant? What does he mean by that? Am I an object?!'

Remembering the strange-looking coral Stan had given to him, or the shell he had found that contained the legacies of different Celestials, he couldn't help but scrunch his face up a bit.

Eventually, he let out a sigh. The world around him was not real. He could feel it unraveling at the seams already. This world of solitude and solace was just a part of his mind that longed for some rest.

Moving On.