~One thing that any ancient scroll has failed to mention, is that humanity moves at a constant but steady pace towards its own destruction. Governments, even the strongest ones, weaken over time… mother nature gets stretched thin beyond recovery, and as for order, it only takes a single knife to slice a beautifully painted canvas!~ Bardeelus, Pure Necromancer.
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It's been two weeks ever since the two worlds merged, and things hadn't been easy so far. The world was just plagued with demonic outlays, which has put humanity and its livelihood as a whole, to a bitter halt!
Bardeelus was still stuck in Artakam, as he didn't dare to be explorative, however, he just knew how troubled the world was regardless if he could see it with his own eyes or not! He used the people of Artakam to paint an example for himself.
"We're fucked, we're so fucked!" He had repeated this countless times.
