Orclion

Haunted by his clan’s brutal murder and destruction, Lucius forsook any forms of morality or logic and dived head first into the world’s darkest pits of madness with a single goal in mind.


Revive his family.


Rebirth after rebirth, death and death, tragedy after tragedy, sacrifice after sacrifice, his sanity and sense of self slowly slips away as he ventures into existence’s deepest and most dangerous worlds for he knows no rest.

The heavens, Hells, Origin realms or even the Myriad expanses, he burnt it all to ashes just to be able to see them again. 

Just to hear them laugh, see them smile, feel their touch.

“I’ll do…anything.”


His quest for salvation knew no limits.



But this all changes when he discovers who he truly is and the truths of his origins.




“There is no fairness in this world my child for suffering is the only path to ascension.”


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A new age is upon the Myriad Creations.


The heavens have been shattered and the land is infested with the sorrow of its fallen angels while the sultans of hells rejoice at the prospect of a new war. 

A new beginning, Another chance.


The sealed abominations of the first war of creation are rampant as the dormant gods of past ages awaken with the intention to rule.



As the restrictions that regulated existence are erased and the veils of the beyond are lifted, watch as a young boy forges his myth through blood and tears and discovers the plaguing taboos of reality.



This is the Odyssey of The Fallen.


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One chapter everyday for the next 3 months then we’re back to the regular schedule.


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Odyssey Of The Fallen

As the crowd speculated and cheered, somewhere else, far away from Earth, a magnificent lady calmly floated in the midst of a field of blood, gore, and death.

Layla stood like a goddess among goddesses as her long milky white hair flowed about, carried by the rough winds of the hells.

Her cosmic blue eyes displayed a rare form of coldness as her beautiful face seemed indifferent to the carnage around her.

In front of her stood a humongous demonic dragon that stood at millions upon millions of miles long and wide, completely dwarfing her.

The beast's aura towered over the entire purgatory they were in as its violent killing intent forced the heavens to rumble and the earth to crack.

Layla, akin to a microscopic dot in front of such a beast only lightly rose her head up as she snorted.

Her hand waved and the world lost its meaning.

Void Origin Goddess