Astile

"Ad astra per aspera."

War. 
What do you gain out of war? 
In a post-apocalyptic world ravaged by the "Ultimate War of the End," the resulting chaos left an unpleasant impression on nature as we know it.
Lands, seas, skies-- all was colorless, all was grey... all was lifeless.
"Vastum Omega" - A term all living things are aware of. They all share the same pain of knowing it-- of witnessing it.
The Vastum took everything as its own in no time. Their homes, their families, their identities...
Through their grief and sorrow, their path is one of thorns.
But that will not stop them from grasping the reality that was taken from them. 
Nothing will change unless they have the strength and will to do so. They cannot just sit around and wait for a miracle to happen.
A miracle is a miracle exactly because its odds are sitting next to the door of the null.
A door without a knob.
A door which they will never reach.
Now then... let us open the doors to the world of Garmet where the harsh reality forgives no one - not even the most powerful or intelligent.
I hope not to disappoint your expectations as the narrator of this tale.

Leave your tears behind, for this tale is as cruel as a demon.

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