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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Odyssey Of The Fallen

I couldn't care less about what kind of divine power boost Aotian had received as my hives thrummed with untold power, flooding the world with a wave of soul qi so pure and dense only spirituals would be able to match me.

My pupils activated as the myriad paths of causality were laid bare for me to see and stir.

Blood leaked out of my eyes as I pushed myself even further, allowing me to glimpse at the outer layers of reality's logic-dictating systems.

My face paled as blood ceaselessly flowed out my eyes, the heavens giving me a minor punishment for the taboo act I had just done.

'It seems my Son of Taboo trait allows me to get off lightly when committing heretical acts. If a normal person had dared to gaze at the heaven's systems as a mere mortal, god knows what would've happened, especially for what I'm about to do next.' I thought with a mad grin.

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