CarlosDr3vna

A young man sets out to build the strongest guild in existence, crimson blade held close to hip. Scars littered his body, each one telling its own story as he walked forward alone, rejecting companionship, desiring only strength.

Weighed down by his past and unable to move on, this is the story of how a single man led a wave that toppled the very world.

//A chapter a day guaranteed. 3k+ words each. I'll try to avoid info dumps, but it's a BIG world so it's hard to avoid since there's a LOT to unpack.

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"Ugh. I'm exhausted. Done with today for sure." Mako let out a heavy sigh of relief as he threw himself onto the feather stuffed mattress, sinking face first into its fluffy surface. "If I see another plate of food, it'll be too soon."

"It was your idea to return to the celebration," Jak countered, kneeling down to the fireplace just outside his tent. "Can only blame yourself."

Summoning a strong flame to the tip of his index finger, the redhead attempted to reignite the little bit of kindling that was still usable. Once some twigs managed to catch fire, the youth began arranging a fresh pile of logs and branches with Meru's help. Within a minute or two, the fire was once again back to how it had been before Jak and Meru's departure, bathing the surrounding area in its warm glow.

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