Geto Descent Into Madness

【A false Necromancer lacks troops and is hunted down by others.】 【A true Necromancer commands countless skeletons and becomes a ruler in their own right.】 After obtaining the Dual-Portal, Wu Heng discovered that the original world was overrun with zombies. When the plan to become a profiteer failed, a new plan for survival began. Wu Heng chose to become a 'Necromancer.' Can't summon the undead in another world? The entire apocalyptic planet is a source of troops. Can't survive in the zombie world? Then I'll live and learn skills in another world. From that point on, the world witnessed an undead army equipped with modern weapons. Natural disaster looms, with millions of skeletons. Undying bone dragons, undead kings. (Dual-Portal + Necromancer + Magic + Fantasy World + Undead Plague.)

"If you step off a ledge, gravity pulls you down. It’s not personal." The stairwell was silent except for their voices—sharp, clipped, barely above a whisper. She was still arguing. Still trying to explain. "That’s not lying—" He wasn’t listening. His expression never changed—calm, unreadable, but his fingers twitched. A subtle movement, barely noticeable, but a sign. The only sign. Then, he moved. It wasn’t a shove. It wasn’t frantic. There was no anger in it—just a quiet, calculated decision. Vee’s foot missed the step. The realization hit her too late—her hands shot out, reaching for something, anything—but he had already accounted for that. His grip met hers for just a second, but not to save her. To let go. The moment stretched, like time itself resisted what was happening. Then, her body broke through the air. A sharp, gasping scream—cut off before it could finish. A sickening, solid crack as her skull met the concrete below. And then, silence. The world didn’t process it fast enough. But he didn’t even look down. He turned. Adjusted his sleeve. Then, he looked up. And I was there.

His dream was something he had already given up on. Kai had accepted his fate in this world even though he hated every bit of it. He had tried to fit in with the crowd. To be loved by the people. And to make the people proud of him. But when he heard the voice, and found his true self. He became loose from these chains. Morals, right, wrong what were they? Only the strong could truly determine what was right. Only the winner could truly call themselves right. He moved forward unrelentlessly chasing his mad goal. The dream he had given up on all came to form a huge fire inside of him not even all knowing sea could quench. I will learn from my mistakes, persevere through suffering and grasp my dream. "Even if the world was to burn, Even if the sky was to beg... I will not stop moving..."

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to…’

This story is about serial killer but he fall deeply in love with a beautiful girl but kill her dad

In the infinite universe composed of planes, the number of planes that had gained fame with their might and traversed millions of years was no more than the fingers on one hand. Among them was the Celestial Plane, inhabited by beings known as the Fatihs. A young Fatih named Ülgen had just graduated from the academy of the Celestial Plane and was about to take his first step towards becoming a true Fatih in the infinite universe. He knew that his journey would be filled with countless dangers, and he was ready!

A life once his, a present, a future but now an never ending hell. Blood upon his finger from a person practically once part of his soul and yet that part was now forever out of reach. Purple came alive around him, caging him in but it was too late. The one the newcomer came to save was long dead and his hands did it! He did not know why or how, there was just no room in his head. The voices made sure of that, a tool just for their disposal. But how could he just...kill a part of him...it didn't make sense. If he was earlier...born...transmigrated...he could help himself..set it up....and most importantly they would all live. His family that wouldn't be his anymore, the part of his soul belonging to someone else. A someone else he did not now anymore. The newcomer raged in sadness, tears reflected on both their faces at the body between them. And as the newcomer grew in his real, astounding voice his own magic swirled and brought forth a better beginning. ----- His head hurt, visions, voices, people he did not know swam inside. A future, a possibility. Louder, stronger their voices wishing to be heard, his own voice mixed inside them! ''You want what everyone wants. A love that consumes you, passion, adventure and maybe even the thrill of danger in your veins." "I couldn't feel the pain. I was blinded by my faith for you." "No blood that I can't see, the shadows I foresee." "There's nothing I can do if you hate me all the way. But I promise I'll be there when you need me all the same." "What a person you must be If you believe in the one thing I cannot see." "There is nothing you can do. The darkness a part of me for the rest of eternity." Shadows sprung forward, unrecognisable, as each spoke words defining something. Wether it was themselves or a moment he did not know. However they all circled around the person in the middle, the only one that said nothing. He could only wait and wait he did. Vision circling and circling before long the figure grew smaller and smaller. Tall male was replaced was replaced with a small, calm baby, upon coming closer the baby smiled. His eyes a gorgeous blue but that was not the main reason for his stagger. Fangs, vampire fangs. A baby was to be born to a vampire couple that now appeared, stomach clearly visible. He awoke, thoughts swirling but one things was for sure this would be a new beginning for the world. Wether it be for the better or worse! _________________________________________________ This is completely mine. Everything is what I tought long and hard over. And especially used imaginition for. All characters are mine and so is the storyline. The cover isn't mine. If the owner wishes for me to remove it please contact me.

En el año 2100, la compañía de telecomunicaciones Rare comunicaciones ha monopolizado el mercado internacional de las telecomunicaciones saltándose todas las leyes antimonopolio del mundo, ahora con el descubrimiento de la dimensión oscura, una dimensión llena de monstruos sobrenaturales, la companies Rare le vende a ellos sus servicios de telecomunicaciones, con el fin de que dejen en paz a la tierra, ahora el técnico Manolo Restituyo se adentrará a este mundo para hacer lo que el saber, en una dimensión donde cualquier cosa te puede arrebatar la vida.

An ordinary person with a non-ordinary life, he was trying his best to save the world from the invasion while hiding his identity, not knowing his true past and what lies behind that "SOUL"...

Mary, before becoming the Child of Slaughter was nothing more than a weak and sickly orphan from a distant blue star called Earth. On that humble planet, she was unremarkable—just another faceless soul among countless others, resigned to a quiet and lonely demise. Her life was ordinary, fleeting, and insignificant. But fate had other plans Without warning, Mary was cast into the World of Chaos—a realm of endless darkness, chaos and destruction Stripped of the mundane comforts of her former life, she struggled to adapt, clinging to survival with her frail body. Yet no amount of resolve could shield her from the harshness of this new reality Eventually, the cruelty of her circumstances broke her. Her innocence was gone, and in its place, something cold and hateful took root. She became a machine of war—a tool forged by necessity, conditioned to kill, to survive, and to endure in a world that demanded blood and sacrifice But even in the abyss, there remained a faint glimmer of hope Mary encountered Ethan Bright, the Archduke of Dreams. He was the Perfect Being and one of the Four Rulers of the now-fallen Empire His very existence gave people hope that one day, the Empire would be rebuilt and that peace would return to this cursed world, but hope was never enough Calamity struck again and again. So as the years passed the burning star was eventually extinguished. As everything they tried so hard to perserve crumbled before them Faced with the inevitable end, Ethan Bright fell just like the others. The Perfect Being, the loving husband, the devoted father–he was no more. What remained was an empty shell, consumed by despair and madness. No longer the Archduke of Dreams, he became the Sin of Avaritia, a being consumed by insatiable longing and regret In his descent, Ethan embarked on a path of self-destruction, conducting countless experiments in a desperate attempt to change their predetermined future. In his madness, Ethan even went as far as creating the embodiment of Chaos itself, accelerating the death of an already dying world During this madness all those who sought to stop or save him fell one by one, unable to withstand the merciless path he had carved for himself And after everything that has happened, only one remained—Mary. She was the last tether to his shattered mind, the only constant in his spiral of destruction. She was all he had left to protect, the only reminder of the man he used to be Confronted with the weight of his sins and the irreversible consequences of his actions, Ethan became The One Who Wished, a being who chased the impossible—atonement for an unforgivable sin Consumed by regret, he desperately sought a way to undo the damage he had wrought. And yet every effort proved fruitless, but even then he pressed on, clinging to the faintest sliver of hope But at the face of an inevitable end, Ethan made his most desperate and selfish choice He cursed Mary with a twisted form of immortality–one born of his own shattered dreams and unyielding desire to see her live on. It was a cruel gift, an unbreakable chain tying her to a future that he has failed to protect Though he expected her hatred– though he deserved her scorn–Ethan still dared to hope. Somewhere in the depths of his broken mind, he wished for her understanding, for her forgiveness It was a foolish dream, but it was all he had left And so, Mary endured Iteration after iteration, their destinies unfolded anew. With each cycle, they changed—growing, learning, diverging from the paths that were once thought inevitable. This time, they would rise to confront the sins of their past, the burdens of their present, and the sinners across countless timelines Hopefully this time, Mary and Ethan would change their predetermined future As they face their irredeemable past and carve a new future from the wreckage of despair Though the question remained: Can they finally break free from their predetermined fate? Only time will tell

Dans un univers où les ténèbres et la lumière s’affrontent sans fin, Aleya Shiota, une jeune démone au destin brisé, cherche un refuge loin de son monde natal. Différente des siens, traquée sans relâche, elle finit par s’échapper à travers un portail inconnu. Projetée dans un monde qui lui est étranger, elle tente de survivre et de comprendre sa place dans cet univers qui la rejette autant qu’il la fascine. Mais son passé la rattrape, et les ombres qu’elle pensait avoir laissées derrière elle reviennent la hanter. Confrontée à des choix déchirants et à une puissance qu’elle peine à contrôler, Aleya devra décider quel chemin suivre : celui de la rédemption, ou celui de la destruction. Alors que les frontières entre les mondes s’effritent et que de nouvelles menaces émergent, son existence pourrait bien bouleverser l’équilibre de l’univers lui-même…

He had three major problems in his life. One; he woke up in a room with literally no memory of how he got there. Two; it turns out that an Apocalypse happened three years ago and now the world is completely infested with bizarre creatures. Three; he was forced to join a group filled with completely dysfunctional people that may be more trouble than they are worth it.

In a world where gods have fallen and kings reign supreme, one name was once whispered in fear and reverence—Damon, the God of Madness. A being of unfathomable power, consumed by the very chaos he wielded, Damon was betrayed, his legacy shattered, his existence erased from the annals of history. Yet madness is eternal. Reborn in a mortal body, Damon awakens in an era where his name has been forgotten, his power stripped away, and his enemies thriving in the wake of his downfall. But the embers of his past life smolder within him, whispering of the godhood he once held—and will reclaim. With every step, he unravels the secrets buried in time. The family he lost, the sects that conspired against him, the ancient laws that govern the land—Damon will tear through them all. In a kingdom ruled by titanic monarchs wielding divine domains, he is an anomaly, an echo of a forgotten nightmare. And he will not be ignored. Bloodlines clash. Kings fall. And as Damon embraces the madness that once devoured him, the world will learn a terrifying truth. A god does not beg for vengeance. He takes it.

Rain, a young boy, was part of an expedition to escape a dangerous forest. Trapped with a group of survivors, he uses his sharp wits and resourcefulness to navigate the forest's challenges. If he manages to break free, he hopes to pursue a life of adventure, filled with new dangers and mysteries to explore.

Emily Bright is a reserved medical laboratory scientist with a peculiar fascination for the microscopic world of body fluids. Her life is a monochrome routine of lab work and lonely evenings spent admiring art she believes she'll never create. Emily is the embodiment of precision, control, and logic, qualities that render her a perpetual wallflower. Dominic Pierreson, known as "The God of Art," is a once-revered artist teetering on the brink of retirement. Praised as the 21st century’s greatest creative genius, Dominic’s glory days seem behind him, with no spark left to fuel his next masterpiece. Disillusioned and desperate, he meets Emily by chance at an art gallery, and in her quiet brilliance, he finds an unexpected muse. Dominic's world bursts into vibrant color as he obsessively captures Emily’s essence in every medium imaginable: photographs, sculptures, paintings, and even a bestselling play. His works featuring Emily become priceless treasures, solidifying his place in history. But as his obsession grows, so does his love for her, a love Emily struggles to comprehend or reciprocate. Caught between the worlds of art and science, Emily begins to question everything she thought she knew about herself. As Dominic’s fame skyrockets and their relationship deepens, the lines blur between inspiration, obsession, and love. In a whirlwind of passion, fame, and self-discovery, Emily must decide: Can she embrace the chaos of Dominic’s world, or will she retreat to the safety of her own? The Art and Science of Mad Attraction is a sweeping tale of ambition, obsession, and the unpredictable nature of love, where logic meets creativity and two contrasting souls find themselves inexplicably drawn together.

What if the world you knew was just the surface of something far greater? In The Madness of Yilheim, Valerius Delindor thought he was just another student, living an ordinary life. But when he and his siblings are torn from Earth and thrown into the unknown, they discover that the very blood in their veins holds secrets beyond imagination. Yilheim is a world of towering civilizations, ancient ruins brimming with forgotten power, and war-torn lands ruled by those who wield strength beyond comprehension. Here, power is not given—it is taken, earned, and fought for with blood and will. Among the factions that dominate this world, the Unbound reject all authority, seeking freedom at any cost. The Judges enforce absolute law, wielding might that bends even the strongest to their will. And lurking in the shadows, there are forces even they fear—beings who have walked this world long before history was written. Thrown into this chaos, Valerius must forge his own path, uncovering the truth behind his existence while surviving battles against warriors, monsters, and forces beyond reason. But as he and his siblings grow stronger, they begin to realize— The true enemy may not be the world itself, but the destiny that binds them to it. For those who crave epic storytelling, unstoppable warriors, and a world where legends rise and fall—this is The Madness of Yilheim.

There was a scholar in Tsing Yi who carried a broken wooden sword all day long. The world only saw him crazy and drunk. Little did they know that the sword of the scholar in Tsing Yi was the first-class in the world!

Emma is a smart teenage girl who is ostracized at school by her brother and his friends for something she did three months ago. She spends most of her time in Blackwood Forest until she encounters a sadistic supernatural clown boy who changes her entire life.

[COMPLETED] Aideen Ruan, though a royal princess, was always unwanted due to the circumstances of her birth. Born blind to a hostage concubine, she possessed an intriguing beauty; however, her disability rendered her utterly useless to the royal family. Even when the struggling Count Crueder reluctantly agreed to take Aideen as his wife to secure the royal dowry, her life failed to improve. A year into their marriage, Aideen's inability to produce an heir sealed her fate. The princess was destined for exile to the Temple, consigned to spend the remainder of her days in isolation and abandonment. Contrary to her anticipations, instead of the Temple, Aideen found herself within the cold walls of Duke Tillian Valentine's castle. Duke Valentine, the last scion of the once-revered Valentine family that ruled the Kingdom before the "Fratricide Rebellion", now presided over the desolate Northern lands. Faced with fear and confusion, Aideen expected her life to perpetuate its cycle of misery, only to discover that Duke Valentine might hold the key to a new opportunity, a chance at a life she had never envisioned. "You bewitched my body and soul. Put an intoxicating spell on me, shackled my heart to yours with your magic. If I could exchange my eyesight with you, I would do it just to make you see what a man dying from love looks like."

When thinking of fate, only a fool would ever go against it. It would have to be madness, unfortunately, that's what Shaye is. even worse, he's Australian. Accompany him in his journey though fighting fate as he brings madness with him, It's my first book, bear with me as I improve. Thank you for reading!

For centuries, humans believed the Mesozoic Era ended in disaster—but the truth was buried in blood. Ancient humans wielded the Crimson Code, a bloodline of limitless power, until war erased them from history. In the modern age, humanity is weak… until the past resurfaces. A new generation, the Veymars, is born with remnants of the Crimson Code, their abilities locked within them. But there’s only one way to awaken their true power—facing the brink of death. Only those who survive the edge of oblivion can unlock the strength hidden in their blood. Veymars have built a secret institution, hidden from the world. But from the shadows, the "Onis" rogue Veymars who embrace destruction, seeking to rewrite history with bloodshed.

The ancient celestial court lies in ruins, and the once-mighty immortals have fallen into slumber. As time passes and the world changes, the ancient tales exist only in myths. Thousands of years later, the ruins of the celestial court rise above the heavens once more, and the sleeping immortals begin to awaken... A headless deity wanders through the void, and a rusted iron staff hums with sorrow. The distance between the divine and the mortal grows ever closer. As the hearts of men burn with the flames of desire, daring to approach the gods... A lunatic drives his carriage through the wasteland, becoming a taboo whispered among the people.

In a world shaped by magic and the will of the gods, Alice's destiny is forever altered when, in her darkest moment, an ancient entity comes to her aid. Freed from its prison but now bound to Alice, the cunning demon Azmodiel accompanies her on her journey of discovery and growth. Together, they uncover the wonders of magic, reveal ancient secrets, and seek their purpose in life and their place in the world. But when all this being seeks is to corrupt Alice and use her for its macabre plans, what will this pair's fate be? Will Alice, with her pure heart and boundless love for magic, be able to change her companion, or will she succumb to the madness and seduction of Azmodiel?

[MATURE CONTENT] The world has been mutated by MR waves. Earth once rife with green forests and a food chain humanity stood atop of no longer resembles its old self, the world is ruled by monsters who have extraordinary powers by harnessing MR waves Everyone and everything stumbles and crawls their way through life trying to reach the top of the food chain so they won't be hunted and killed by another predator Every lesson and warning will be engraved in their skins and souls as for everything they gains, something must also be lost Mutants, humans, monsters. All walk the faded line between madness and salvation for their own survival in this world This world was never meant for a sane man. That's why the sane died out when they couldn't adapt -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is my first time posting any type of novel so expect - Bad grammar - Misspelled words - Boredom I'll continue to improve myself throughout writing it though, that's a promise

Li Huowang is a man caught between two worlds-one a sterile modern psychiatric ward where he's labeled delusional, the other a grotesque ancient realm dominated by dark Daoist alchemy and a tyrannical master obsessed with immortality. In the modern world, Li struggles with his sanity, haunted by vivid hallucinations and tethered to reality only by a childhood friend's unwavering support. But when the ancient world calls, he is forced into a harrowing existence, serving as an unwilling apprentice to Dan Yangzi, a ruthless master who uses human lives to fuel his monstrous experiments. As the lines between the two worlds blur, Li faces impossible choices. Is the ancient realm a figment of his damaged mind, or is the hospital an illusion designed to shield him from unspeakable truths? Torn between rebellion and self-preservation, Li must unravel the mysteries of his existence while confronting the horrors of both realities. With morally complex characters, a richly atmospheric setting, and a gripping dual-reality narrative, Illusive Realms: The Dao of Madness challenges readers to question the boundaries of sanity and the price of freedom. Perfect for fans of dark fantasy and psychological thrillers, this is a haunting tale of survival, identity, and the indomitable human spirit.

Long ago, the gods created a world full of beauty & resources; ready to embrace all life that would come to inhabit it, the world started to become populated with animals, plants, and sentient beings like elves, beastmen, demons, humans, and more. At first, the races lived in harmony, and the gods granted blessings to help them grow, build, and hunt. It was wondrous, but then, conflict started to rise between the races; as time passed, darkness began to fester in their hearts: they grew envious of the others strengths, anxious & fearful at what they could do, disgusted at their appearances. Pressure continued to rise until it couldn’t any longer, and the Grand War descended upon those prepared and unprepared… The gods knew the sentient races couldn’t exist without conflict, as they themselves couldn’t, but to see how fast they have fallen into madness… Destruction erupted and came to every corner of the world, nothing was untouched by the war, millions of lives were gone in the blink of an eye for the gods, and there was no end in sight. The world that they all created together was being destroyed bit by bit by the war, but only when the races started committing unspeakable acts to each other and their own, even to the very world to gain unnatural power did they intervene. They all unified and came to an agreement. They descended to their now ruined world and forced the fighting to a close with their power and might. Once that was done, they enforced an enactment across the world; a price for all the terrible happenings during the Grand War. For all things, no matter how far away they were, they heard these words: "You had peace, you had hope, you all had a beautiful world, but now, you have BURNT it to the ground, you all have done sick, twisted deeds to gain the slightest edge in battle… We gave blessings, with the goal to help and spread growth, but you have absconded from our wishes and only used them for self-interest and murder… There was no need for such a large and bloody war to happen, yet this is what it came down to, the war wasn’t going to end before taking the entire world down with it. And so, we had no other choice but to get involved. We gods have decided upon a fitting punishment for ALL to live under… The world shall be refitted anew with resources to make up for what has been destroyed, burned, and the horrid damage to the planet will be reversed, however, since all of you created conflict with each other in a peaceful world, we thought you all would make peace with one another in a violent one. In 10 years time, monsters shall start roaming the world, spreading forth the destruction you all once wrought… Apart, you have no chance to survive the tide of change, but together, you will survive. That is all…prepare with these 10 years, and we wish you all the best of luck." The entire speech was done by the leader of the gods, the Goddess of Creation. And with a bright flash of light, they couldn't see anything, but once their vision returned, they were surprised. The gods were gone, and the world was no longer broken, scarred... but it wasn’t as beautiful as before the Grand War, this was an unspoken punishment from the gods: the world would NOT return to how it was, no matter how much they pleaded for its beauty to return. There was another untold punishment that everyone noticed imminently on reawakening, that their previous powers were now gone! All forms of power were reset to zero, and they would have to start from scratch! Without them being able to curse out the goddess for this indignation in fear of the incoming catastrophe, the races began to rebuild and train to recoup their strength. While they had made peace and worked mutually, there was always an underlying conflict, intolerance, lingering from the Grand War. As their time came to a close, things came to fruition just as the goddess said, monsters now roamed the world, spreading the havoc once sown by their own hands.