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The fire spread its wings around the Zones, enveloping them in its wrathful heat. The world was crumbling, with the death of the King, all of the zones that kept order were gone, replaced by the ruin where he found the Voidpiercer Wound.
Giving time back near it, which had been used against them, but they had fought back, many burning alive because of their hope for the new world
Ironic, isn't it? They chased after the little flame burning in their heart, to get caught in a fire that they couldn't contain, and in the end, they had been burnt to ash, alongside that hope.
They were losing... or at least that's how it seemed, since while the battle was lost, the war was still going on, and it was starting to go their way. While they had lost one of the zones to the people, well, not really, since they needed to kill him to gain control of it...
