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

As I uttered these devastating words, there was no explosion nor apparent increase in power from me, in fact, my aura and cultivation seemed to completely vanish as at that moment I looked like an ordinary mortal.

My gaze seemed unbothered and indifferent toward it all as I coldly stared at my opponent as if to taunt him.

Icarus' brow deeply furrowed as his aura intensified, a sense of unease creeping up his spine.

A rush of god force coursed through his runic veins as a glimpse of True divinity solidified around him, forming a magnificent crimson Armor on his body.

It felt like nothing could destabilise or impress me, I felt like the entire world and it's narrative was in the palm of my hand, I felt like everything was a consequence of my thoughts yet I still didn't feel drowned by such ungodly power.

It wasn't enough to drown nor overwhelm me.

Battle of Eternal Gods(III): Unstoppable Paragon