Godless Planet

Leo made his way to the library, his mind still buzzing with Mr. Greyfur's teachings. The halls were quieter now, most students already in the cafeteria or lounging around the courtyard. 

Entering the library, Leo was met with towering shelves and a faint scent of old paper—it felt like a sanctuary to him. 

Why?

It was useless 

While most vampires aimed to become celebrities, while werewolves focused on sports. Meanwhile, witches and members of the cult of Yaka venture into business and politics—they either became entrepreneurs who wouldn't rely on human-owned companies or joined the government where they could stand over humans.

In a world where supernaturals dominate glamorous and high-profile roles, humans end up relegated to less prestigious but essential jobs like civil service. 

To make things worse, even humans were ashamed of the civil service role they had been relegated to, and that's why many tried to suck up to supernatural beings in hopes of getting a taste of that glamorous life.

Leo approached the front desk, where the librarian, a stern woman with glasses perched on the edge of her nose, glanced up from her computer.

"Can I help you?" she asked, her tone clipped but not unkind.

"Yes," Leo said, leaning slightly on the counter. "I'm looking for books on the Dark Continent. Anything you have."

The librarian raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised by the request. 

"A fresher, huh? I could have mistaken you for a senior year. Let me check." The lady's countenance changed from annoyed to polite.

Leo wasn't sure why she didn't like senior-year students, but he didn't care either.

He watched the lady type something into her computer, her fingers moving swiftly over the keyboard. After a moment, she nodded. 

"We have a few books on the subject. Most are in the historical section, but there's one newer publication in the anthropology aisle. Follow me."

Leo trailed behind her as she led him through the maze of shelves. 

The library was vast, its rows of books stretching endlessly in every direction. Finally, they stopped in a dimly lit corner, where the air smelled faintly of dust and aged parchment.

"Here we are," the librarian said, pulling out two books. The first was an old, leather-bound tome with faded gold lettering on the spine: 

'The Dark Continent: Myths and Realities.' 

The second was a newer, sleeker volume titled;

'The Dark Continent: Unraveling the Enigma.'

"These should give you a good starting point," she said, handing them to Leo. "The older one is more… speculative, but it's a fascinating read. The newer one is based on recent research, though it's still largely theoretical."

"Thank you," Leo said, to which she responded with a nod and walked away.

Leo found a quiet corner to settle in. He opened the older book first, its pages crackling softly as he turned them—considering how dusty they were, it was clear no one had touched these books in ages.

The introduction was written in a flowery, almost poetic style, describing the Dark Continent as a land shrouded in mystery, a place where the laws of nature seemed to bend and twist. It spoke of a land covered in perpetual darkness that births creatures that were best described as monsters.

One passage caught his eye:

"The Dark Continent is not merely a place but a living being—a realm where the boundaries between the known and the unknown blur. It is said that those who venture there never return the same, if they return at all. Some claim it is the birthplace of all supernatural phenomena, while others believe it to be a prison for forces too dangerous to roam free."

Leo frowned, his mind racing when a fiery burst erupted and Azakar appeared, yawning loudly. It settled down on the book with its paws, blocking Leo's view while reading the contents.

"Ooh, the dark continent," Azakar muttered before walking off the book like it was an old topic.

"You know about it?" Leo asked, his voice a whisper.

Azakar nodded and turned to meet Leo's gaze.

"I'll explain in the most simple terms possible. Light cannot exist without darkness, it also works the same way around." Azakar began. "Just like God cannot exist without man and man cannot exist without God."

Buzz!

Leo leaned back, nodding and rubbing his chin with a thoughtful expression.

"Continue…" He said.

"Your planet is considered Godless and thereby selected for destruction." 

"What?" Leo was lost. 

Azakar's explanation only made things much more complicated. How did they jump from the topic of a dark continent to a godless planet?

"You are hearing me, but you are not listening. Typical human behavior." Azakar rolled his eyes, "Your planet is an anomaly in creation. It has no Gods or devils, or any form of religion to start with."

Leo frowned, but couldn't deny it. There was nothing like a church or place of worship, just the cult of Yaka—which was only a recent discovery.

"You told me God's are like leeches who feed off people's power of faith. So what would bringing them here do?" Leo countered with a question.

"Before gods and devils existed, angels and demons existed. Just as humans view animals, these beings view mortals of all races in the same way. Slavery, slaughter, and a good number of times, complete eradication. That was the fate of all mortals at the hands of these celestial beings."

"Gods and Devils were once mortals like yourself who stumbled upon the secrets of the universe. They used that power to challenge the heavens and the underworld. Subdued it and created a system that protects them and mortals alike. As long as they receive the power of faith from mortals, they will keep them protected from beings of the heavens and underworld that resent them." 

Leo required some time to digest this information. He pondered deeply for nearly five minutes before speaking.

"Correct me if I'm wrong… What you are trying to say is that the dark continent exists because this planet has no concept of religion?" 

"Yes!" Azakar nodded confidently. "Your continent is one of the numerous continents on this planet. The dark continent is one which has been completely corrupted and overrun by demons. Only a greater demon can pull that off." 

The last sentence sounded like Azakar was talking to himself and not Leo.

This left him wondering how the dark continent is related to the truce between humans and supernatural beings in the country.

And how Shengwu fits into this crazy picture