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 and the girls were led to a spot behind the mountain. Behind the pile of rocks Uinter had shown Cain, was a hole. This whole was large enough for a fully grown adult human to pass through.

Cain had no idea how such a hole could have gotten there, but he didn't say much. Since he still needed help to be moved around, he was assisted by a few beastmen.

As they went further into the hole, they realized that the hole was far from what they expected. Entering the main corridor, they were greeted with dim lighting and several hostile gazes.

Although it was a hole, Cain couldn't help but admit that it was impressive. It would be more accurate to call it a forte in the ground.

There were rudimentary traps erected at the entrance, as well as the corridors. Several beastmen dressed in varying armor stood at strategic points. As soon as they spotted an enemy, they would be able to retreat without having to fear for their safety.

The Demon called Stingè (2).