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Guild Wars

Draco had risen to the top of the world through his exploits in the legendary FIVR game, Boundless. After years of intense conflicts between his guild, Hellscape, and the guild of his former infidel lover, Darkrow, things came to a head when Draco conquered all. Now, nothing stood in his way of total conquest within the highly acclaimed second world of mankind, as he intended to fortify his new empire. Unfortunately, a timely assassination sent him back into the wheel of time for reincarnation, but not even the Gods gave him peace of death. Thrust into the past, Draco realized he'd been given a second chance at life to start from scratch, with all the knowledge of over fifteen years of almost absolute power in Boundless. Now, his path to glory will be far shorter and filled with more bloodshed than Hades could handle. ___________________________________________________________________________ WARNING: If you're the type to be triggered easily, please do not read.

Kotario · Games
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The Harsh Truth

Norma was silent for a bit before answering slowly. "It was the Origin Gods of the various Tradeskills. They had communed and assisted me in preparing the Treasury, going so far as to hide it from prying eyes, as well as preserving my legacy." 

She said this with a lot of pride. Then again, it was clearly justified. Who in this world could claim to have the unconditional support of any Origin God, much less that many? Even Draco had only met two who simply favored him a little. 

What they had done for him and what they had done for Norma were leagues apart. However, Draco exhaled through his nose lightly, unsure about what to say after he asked his third question. 

"You have not really answered the 'and why'." Draco pointed out.