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Rebirth of the Nameless Immortal God

Earth has undergone an odd change. Expanding by millions of times its original size, its population was suddenly split into two halves. On one side, there was a group of technologically advanced humans. But, on the other, a world of cultivation had grown and pospered. The secrets that led to this change have been hidden in the darkness for too long... Until there came a day where a boy born on the Mortal side of the world was found to have the talent to enter the Martial side. Having lost both of his parents to a hidden tide, he chose to leave all that he had known behind and enter this land of danger. What truths would he unveil? What would he learn about what separated the Mortals from the Cultivators? What hidden evils wanted to ensure that his people never rose up and gained power? And how would those evils... deal with him? ---- This list of things I hate is quite long. The first is that I hate to be tested the most. The second is that I hate to be tested the most. The third also happens to be that I hate to be tested the most. The ocean's depths are too shallow, the sun's light too dim, the ground too mundane and the skies too small. For those born of this colorless world to deem themselves worthy of casting judgement on me... I can only say that it's laughable. I am the Nameless Immortal God because even the Heavens themselves are unworthy to name me. Even while I am unaware of my own identity, I will dry the oceans until cracked land is all that is left, I will cast the sun into endless darkness, I will shatter the ground with my feet and sunder the skies with my blade. Am I too arrogant? What right do you have to think that? --- https://discord.gg/awespec

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Who could they be?

"Not only did he refine such a pill, he actually refined two of them, then casually gave one to his daughter after proclaiming that the Sprite Alliance would be under the control of Luna Sacharro and the Sacharro Clan from now on!" 

"What did you just say?" 

Before the instigator could continue his soliloquy, a small figure flashed before him. The weaker of the two beauties had moved without the stronger of the two. 

"Hm?" The instigator tilted his giant head. "What do you want to know little human girl?" 

"That name, what did you say his name was?" 

"Oh, his name?" The giant blinked, thinking for a bit. He seemed to have forgotten before his eyes flashed with remembrance. "Ah, that's right. His name was Dyon Sacharro. Though, I don't think the Nephilim Elders take him very seriously, or else they would have added him to the Seats of Honor…"