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Drift Lemon

OBSIDIAN RIFT

In a city called Dunmore, where a weakened dome stands between its people and bloodthirsty demons, Aric, a young, defiant fighter who believes in equality, is part of its Vanguard: fearless soldiers that keep the demons at bay. When the crystal holding their dome—a remnant of the goddess Ilona—suddenly fails and throws the city into chaos, he’s among the brave ones sent beyond the walls to chase a shard of the Aetherion, a sentient energy that could save or destroy them, pulling him into a treacherous wasteland where survival is always beyond reach. The flawed gods resurface, their inevitable end drawing near, scheming and weaving promises to manipulate oblivious mortals into their power plays. But gods and men don't mix easy, and alliances tend to fray, turning friends to foe in a heartbeat as blood of both mortals and divine beings are spilled. Out there, Aric finds the enemies closer than anticipated, truths in his blood he never wanted, and each ally he makes, becoming casualties of enemies he can’t outrun. And as the realms are on the brink of annihilation, Aric must face the truth: sometimes, the greatest threats comes from those who have sworn to protect. Loss after loss builds Aric, altering his perception of the world, as he loses his moral tether, transforming from a man to something else. When an Obsidian Rift is about to release an ancient evil from their earthly prison, gods and mortals rally to make one last stand. Will Aric save the realms—or will he be the fire that consumes it all?
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System Nemesis

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]
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