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Divine Beast of Episteme

Kaos, the building block of the universes, the galaxies, the stars, the planets, and every lifeform. An energy capable of achieving feats only considered magical, wonderous, fantastical. The essence of Gods! Here we are on the planet of Nepiter, the skies turned red, the oceans dried up, the mountains crumbled, the continents fractured, and the very skies shattered. These were the characteristics of the cataclysmic event known as the Entry. An event that spelled a new era for all of civilization. As history would have it, creatures of terrible might arose to challenge the supremacy of humans, and as such, those worthy of power equally great emerged to rescale the fields of battle. They were called the "Inheritors". "Touch and power shall be yours." The promise told to those who went before the great crystals. A gift from the world to combat the new threat. The very vessels of that which they sought--unlocking the pathway into their spirit to harness the might of Kaos. Prophecy spoke of a time when the influence of Inheritors would soar beyond those of the days of old, and the new generational humans would reclaim dominion over their terraformed planet. However, only then would perilous times; never again seen since the beginning of the Entry, manifest. For a forgotten child, reborn of the great spirit would emerge to restart an ancient war. One that shook the second heavens. Tristan, a broken boy from ages past came in contact with a certain being and his life changed forever. Or so he thought. ----------------------- Disclaimer: The cover does not belong to me.

Adamoforder · Fantasy
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133 Chs

42. Wheelchair

"Are you older than you look!?" Tristan remarked, annoyed by their slowness.

Nam ignored Tristan's try to annoy him to focus on the severity of the situation. The enforcer Unglus had delivered him to his hands according to how things were done. He had briefed the three men on his encounter with Tristan.

The detail that the boy possessed class-3 strength enough to pose resistance had been surprising since Tristan remained young and the only possibility for that meant a high-level inheritance.

Tristan had been delivered to them with the possibility that he held an important identity. Only for this reason had Unglus not taken the young man's life.

However, things would have been different if what the boy said was true. Not only was the possibility of him possessing a significant identity high, but also the possibility of great events occurring in the background.