Description
[250,000 words already written... New chapters being uploaded 2-3 times weekly!] The world is normal again...mostly. The refuges have been abandoned, cities have been rebuilt, and the great storms that rained glass and made the air itself crackle with deadly energy have not been seen by any living human. All signs of the Brothers and the destruction they wrought have at last been worn away by time to little more than third-hand tellings of distant memories, twice forgotten... Mostly. The moon still hangs broken in the sky, two halves slowly circling each other in an unending dance; the blood of the Brother's distant descendants still sometimes sings with the faint echos of their God-like powers; and old taboos still run deep. How do you kill beings wielding the powers of Gods? You don't. You send them though a world gate and pray they never find their way back. But never is an awfully long time and some will risk the world itself to harness that power, consequences be damned.
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