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Times of Disdain The apocalypse has came and went, but man regardless will churn the wheel
16 A.C. ( After cataclysm )
A world twisted by magic, deamons, and otherworldly beings, there is no saving what's already destroyed, their is only dogs biting and biting away at the leftover shards.
"Living, I dispise what melancholy fate has borught us wretches in these evil years."
Petrarch