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Bloodthorn
My Name Is the Little AuthorWestern Fantasy26k Wordsongoing
The thousand-year empire began in its infancy and then disintegrated into dust. Only countless relics, cultures, systems, and machines that cannot be understood are left behind. And a group of imitators wearing monkey crowns, greedily devouring this huge corpse. Chaos replaced order, lynching replaced law, slavery replaced equality, solidification replaced mobility, darkness banned light, and ignorance eliminated knowledge. The prosperity of the past is gone, only pure freedom, disorder, danger
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