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The Predicament Of The Three Maiden Gods

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"To think that we were imprisoned inside of that thing for almost three thousand years..." Korvax (left) hissed as he glared straight at the small, unassuming amulet that was lying on the ground. "I would just grab my warhammer and smash it into a thousand pieces if I still had it with me!" Sygros (middle) turned his eyes towards Korvax and raised his eyebrow, visibly unimpressed by his companion's fiery outburst. "The old magic permeating the Theon Desmos makes it almost impossible to destroy. Not even one of your strongest warhammers would have done the job." Sygros digressed, only to then shift his eyes back towards the artifact. " At best, you might end up reactivating it, imprisoning us once again inside of its never-ending confines for another three millennia. Even in context of our current predicament , that does not strike me as the brightest of ideas." "Agree," Vorlen (right) added, placing his hand on his hip as he looke...

The Bearer Of The New Gods

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"This is the most beautiful place I have seen in my entire life..." Amanda let out a breath, her face full of wonder as she looked with awe at the breathtaking views of yellow and green all around her. "You don't know how much I would give to stay here forever and never leave." "That's indeed very unfortunate to hear..." Sinead noted as she raised her brow in interest. "But you know what? If you want to really enjoy the little time you have left here, then you should come with me to a hidden grotto in the woods behind my place. It's a twenty minute walk from here, but I'm sure you will love it once you finally see it." "Really?! That would be absolutely amazing," Amanda responded as she checked her backpack. "Let me just go back to your place real fast to pick up my things and then we can go!" "Please... take your time." Amanda then sprinted towards the house where she had the luck to meet Sinead ear...

Not What We Planned

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"Well, at least we're in younger bodies now," William (left) gasped in dejection as he looked at none other than his very own coffin. "We would be dead now if the ritual had been fake." "Yeah, but we were supposed to end up possessing the bodies of our sons," Fernando (right) muttered with an aggressive tone as he looked at his coffin as well. "Not the bodies of our granddaughters ." For as long as they could remember, William and Fernando had been sworn enemies. For almost half a century, the two men had been the heads of the two biggest mafia families in the state of Arizona, always warring and competing with one another so as to make clear who was the strongest mafia boss. But after many years of conflict and with age finally catching up to them, the two old men decided to that it was time to end the feud they had and make peace with one another. There was only one big problem to their plan. Even if they made the necessary negotiations so...