Just when Azrael mentally prepared himself for his evolution, something unexpected happened.
His consciousness was flooded with memories—ones not belonging to him—they assaulted his mind, freezing him in place.
'What—' He could barely form the thought before everything went black.
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Lands ravaged by all kinds of beings lived in harmony between the two gods.
One provided precious heat, allowing the population to warm their bodies and souls. Useful for body regulation and energy production.
The other one, the important cold, was for when the soul needed rest. Useful for preservation and health.
Countless wars were waged in the center; everyone wanted to be in the middle. The benefits were simply too grand to let go.
Just when people began to lose hope, fearing the never-ending war would end them all, a man appeared.
The first in history to ascend to Champion.
