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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

44. Broken

Nam's words echoed in Tristan's head and with each repetition he felt his heart race. How? He wondered inwardly.

"But I... k-killed… a gang... I also ate… how can those be fake?" His gaze felt cloudy from confusion and he looked to those men for answers.

"Those were only physical manifestations... or illusions. Do you know what happened to their bodies afterward? You'd have had to wait at least an hour." Leng explained, still holding Tristan.

"No… I left," Tristan said, searching his memories.

"You said you ate… those were simply illusions," Hash announced with cold certainty. "You ingested masses of cursed Kaos. Only thanks to your high-level body have survived so long "

"I still don't understand," Tristan felt his knees begin to quiver.

Nam, Hash, and Leng exchanged glances before Nam decided to speak.