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-Anaya- I did not choose this. They say it is a blessing. Then why do I feel cursed? I miss my parents. I miss my old bed. I miss the blaze of Sol. Despite the decadent lights, this will always be a Void-like place of caverns and corridors. The Academy will never be my home. -Paterniel- Centuries past since we ended mankind. The only thing stopping them from becoming a distant memory is the ailment they've given to the world. Now my creations and I rule over everything. We have prospered on the corpse of the previous civilization. To my knowledge, our Five Cities are unlike anything that ever existed upon the face of Equiya. But not all is well. Kindred are dependent on me to bolster their numbers. Something that cannot continue in perpetuity. My creations will see the full might of the naked sun, as they tenderly cradle their crying newborns.
Chapter 1 Paterniel
