From the moment the world was born, it began to be enveloped by all kinds of emotions.
When an extreme emotion reaches its peak, something will emerge with a wail, bringing color to the world.
Adosolun, the ultimate embodiment of murderous intent and rage, became an evil god, one who was calm and collected.
When he first encountered the creatures of this world, he realized it was by no means an ordinary, ignorant medieval realm.
A dark future lay ahead. Despair filled the air, commoners suffered torment, religion had become grotesquely extreme, and nameless whispers murmured in the fog.
He understood that this world was destined for destruction.
If that was the case, wouldn’t it be perfectly reasonable for him to make a big score and then run away?
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