The story begins with someone, an invader who conquered the five new kingdoms of the new world,He reached the center of this world where a great tree had reached the sky of its length and spread its roots all over this world, you can tell that its heart.Here where a mystery voice inside his head led him after he fulfilled his mission. From the day he rezzurected to this world and this voice guides him through this long journey he had and now after these long years, he'll finally be going to get all the answers he needs and all the answers he wants about his existence in this broken world where the people chose to be separated by all terms, separated by language, religion, and location. Sarcastic isn't it: from the first day the individual was born. His belonging, his loyalty, his life and death, his family and his possessions belong to that place where he was born without his choice. His belonging, his loyalty, his life and death, his family and his possessions belong to that place where he was born without his choice. It's slavery but in a gentle term. Well he used to it, he was a soldier in his world fighting an anonymous enemy who doesn't hate or in another term he doesn't even know nothing about him except the things that I mentioned before. Anyway, he climbed this tree for days without stopping, this journey already consumed his humanity in his body and his soul.he reached the top above the clouds where he found a great palace made of trees, it was like the tree made a home for the man the caped one is seeking. He got into the palace to see his man sleeping on a throne made of tree trunks covering his legs with his tall beard that reached his toes, he seems to be asleep here for so long because this place was a bit dusty for someone to live on...

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  He waited for him for so long until he got up to wake him up but he was surprised the moment he put his hand on his head, he was warped into another world, it was an illusion made by the man on the throne. A place above the clouds where the sky is where you can step and the one you see when you rise your head up. Then suddenly, this moment of silence was ruined by a voice that filled the space around him. A sound that said:Well, I'm glad you accepted my invitation in my domain. I hope I didn't scare you.Let me introduce myself first, I am a man with no name, my identity died so long ago when I gave up my humanity when the ability of dying was taken away from, the curse of immortality if you understand what I'm saying...I witnessed everything from the first era in this world until now, I witnessed all of its ups and all of its downs, mankind was meant to rule this world to control its destiny but who controls the men besides the lord. Leaders, kings, gods, the ones who were gifted by holy Advantages, Royal lineage, eloquent tongue, supernatural cunning, charismatic personality and of course divine powers.These are the ones who once ruled and now rule and will rule the destiny of men. Well no need to make it longer you know who I am talking about. The first power usurper and the destroyer of nations, the devil itself Darius, that's what the people outside say about him, well no doubt they do. After all, millions of people died with his hand so who is this Darius that every one is complaining about? Well it's a long story, about a man who walked into the destiny passage to rise from a filthy man into an ultimate god and demon, wiping every one on his way, this is a story you should hear, the story of the rise of the fallen one.