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The God of Veyron

The planet is called Veyron. It’s twenty times larger than Earth — a colossal, sprawling world where the land breathes magic, the skies are heavy with energy, and the space between civilizations is measured in weeks. At its heart lies the only great human civilization: The Grand Empire. The Grand Human Empire The Human Empire is vast and tightly organized. It is divided into eight territories, each governed by one of the Eight Supremes of Humanity — individuals of unmatched power and absolute authority. Every citizen is born within a territory and inherits its name as a surname. Example: Ares of Zhagrova (citizen of the Territory of Zhagrova) Each territory has its own institutions, laws, and military force, but all answer to the unified authority of the Empire and its Supremes. The Walls of the Empire The entire Empire is enclosed by enormous walls, so tall they block out the sky in some regions. Their origins are ancient and unknown, but what matters is this: they still stand, and they serve as a barrier between the human lands and the rest of the planet. The walls are not sealed shut. There are guarded gateways at key locations, and anyone may exit legally — as long as they pay a toll. No permits required. No noble blood. If you can pay, you can leave. Re-entry is also possible, though monitored and taxed. The World Beyond Outside the walls, the world is untamed — vast, dangerous, but alive. Several intelligent races inhabit the lands beyond: Elves – allies of the humans. They live in sacred forests and wield natural elemental magic. Gnomes – short, brilliant craftsmen and masters of runic technology. Giants – reclusive and ancient, they dwell in high mountain ranges. Beastkin – hybrid tribes, some hostile, some neutral, scattered across forests and plains. Magical Beasts – born from raw world energy. Once they reach King grade, they can take on a human form. Devils – cunning, powerful beings from another plane, often enemies of mankind. Nyther – entities born of the Void between Space and Time. Their powers can’t be measured, and they can temporarily absorb others’ elements. Lunari – nocturnal beings with inherited memory. They recall fragments of past lives and control long-lost elements like Aether and Silence. All contact with these races happens outside the walls — in neutral zones, contested borders, or mixed cities built through trade, diplomacy, or necessity. The Power System At some point in life, every human receives their Element through a dream. From that moment, they have six months to comprehend it — alone. No guidance. No training. No one can help. Only deep thought and self-discovery lead to true understanding. When the six months are over, the person is assigned a Comprehension Rank, which defines their potential and elemental power for life. The 5 Ranks of Comprehension: Dormant Awakened Master Supreme Divine A low rank means a weak future. Only a rare few achieve Divine Rank, and they are feared and revered alike. After that, progression follows through World Grades — a separate scale of personal power: I. Aspirant → II. Knight → III. Lord → IV. King → V. Emperor → VI. Supreme → VII. God/Goddess A Rare Exception Humans are supposed to receive one element. That’s the rule. That’s what’s natural. But rarely — extremely rarely — someone receives two. And if they manage to understand both at a high level, the system itself begins to break. The rules no longer apply. In a quiet, forgotten corner of Zhagrova Territory, a boy has just completed his six-month period of isolation. He did not receive fire, water, or wind. He received Space. And Time. And he has fully understood them both.
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Shotaro: journey of a hero that kept moving forward

"There was once a hero." All have heard that phrase at least once in their lives. Whispered by old men before firelight. Carved into stone beneath crumbled towers. Inscribed on the last pages of dying books. But more often than not, it was just a prelude— a sentence used to dress up myths, to clothe legends in something that sounded like truth. "There was once a hero who defeated the Demon King." "There was once a hero who slew the last of the skyborn dragons." .......... "There was once a hero who was thrown into the abyss... and kept climbing out of it." "There was once a hero who walked with tragedy tied around his waist like a blade." "There was once a hero who changed lives—not with miracles, but with mercy." Shotaro Mugyiwara. A name drowned in dust. A face erased by time. He wakes as a blank slate— somewhere in the shattered lands of Drakastradorn, known also as Aetheria. No memory of who he was. No sense of why he still breathes. Only silence. Only echoes. Only the wind screaming through ruins that remember him better than he remembers himself. This world is not kind. It is carved by Mantra, an energy not of magic, but of something older— from beyond space, beyond time— a power not meant for mortal tongues to name. The land bleeds war. The stars above are scarred. And in this stage of gods and monsters, drama and death... he awakens. ......... "He was always the hero." A child is born in Hokkaido, on the night of January 30, 2008. A birth that was never supposed to happen. From a womb never seeded. A life conjured, not conceived. The world shook the moment he took his first breath. Because something ancient had returned. Something the world had forgotten how to fear. --- "There was once a hero... who was a great diplomat." Who could shape armies not with swords, but with words. Who could bend even fate to a shared purpose. Shotaro Mugyiwara’s life was never normal. And it will never be. Even in a world where he remembers nothing— no comrades, no battles, no lovers, no scars— even with the past ripped from his veins... He walks. He endures. He refuses to kneel. Because the truth is simple. "There was once a hero..." "Who kept moving forward."
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