(Ensemble cast; no conventional tropes, no mindless writing, no System, not a wish-fulfillment novel. Dystopian and anti-war themes. Read with caution if that’s not your thing.)
(Important: The gods and monsters in this story are fictional creations from an imaginary world. Any resemblance is purely coincidental.)
The world has contracted an incurable disease called “peace.”
Pain has been purged, differences erased, and the three realms are walking into peaceful graves amid sweet toxins.
We are the sweepers who walk among them, tasked with eliminating every “discordant” note
We once believed this was justice.
Until I discovered that the order I upheld was the very shackle that imprisoned everything, and the faith I served was a fog that concealed the truth.
If peace is a slow death sentence, then, my friend, welcome to the real hell.
Choose your existence: will you die as a docile cog, or be reborn as an awakened heretic?
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