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The old world is gone. People cling to it, and its ideals, hoping that somehow, things will go back to normal. But any chance of that was gone when the first man shot fire from his fingertips 15 years ago. But I understand. I''''ve HAD to understand in order to survive. that world, that sweet peaceful world was gone. And in this one the strong can survive and dominate, and the weak will die or serve. I have been weak. No longer.Author''''s Note (This story has no game elements. If you''''re looking for one like that, I''''m afraid this is not for you... please read it anyway :''''( lol) Statistics Overall Score .star-5357-overall-a3f3ba83864d4c11abfcaa30ff066c18:after{ width: 100.9% } Style Score Story Score Grammar Score Character Score Total Views : 898 Average Views : 898 Followers : 3 Favorites : 1 Ratings : 2 Pages : 4 Advertisement Go to Table of Contents Mark as Not Interested Follow Favorite Read Later Fiction breaking rules? Report Advertisement Author Coldhearted Young Master