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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NameLess'

<p>"Finished. Late. Eat." Gerrarde slowly stashed his weapon onto his hip. "Good. Progress."</p>

<p>A still panting Jak gradually lowered his guard as the last remaining stones hit the floor with muted thuds. With sweat covering every inch of his bare skin and clothes that were ripped in multiple places as well as practically soaked through, the redhead had seen much better days. Giving Masamune one last flick downwards, Jak carefully placed his weapon back into its sheath. </p>

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