A new age. A dark era.
In this age, life flourish like a river and magic of all kind exist like trees in a forest. This age would be accounted as one of the greatest times for the universe. Countless geniuses would rise and many more magic would be created. Things were too good.
In this age, a boy would rise to the peak as a mediator. A mediator to balance the power of the universe, and reduce the number of expert. Under the banner of justice and balance, the boy would grow to become a disaster for chaos and become a hero for many. For he was Death, the angel that kill all to bring peace to all. He would become the sovereign of his own era, the Era of Death.
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I'm writing(well more like typing) to improve myself and manifest my imagination. Also to see how far my creativity and imagination really goes.
