It was 400,000 years before the Shadowed Iron Gods calendar came to be when the First Fall had ever been recorded and the time when first contact was made with the Eventual End. The Abyss
It was the beginning of an invasion unlike any other.
A war rumored to have been the end of all wars
And if the Abyss had their way, the rumor might've been proved right.
Chains long enough to snake across the entire world were impaled onto the earth by a Titan, the chains themselves made of an iron dense enough to create valleys.
With hands as large as mountains and eyes as bright as the very stars that we drew strength from, the Titan dubbed the Hauler of Worlds was naught but a manifestation of a higher power.
A never ending tide of monsters shunned by the changing times, phased out of the past and entering the future through fractures of space created by the very movement of the World Hauler
Thus was the FALL that had been ended by heroes long ago.
For the Children of times ahead read my words and heed my warning
When the end of the black spread, keep your heads high while in mourning.
For when the Sky Breaks and the Sun Falls in the morning
The Abyss's Second Take and the Black Army shall be coming.
The End of Times is at stake, Heed my warning
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The year was now 1443 of the Golden Sun Era, several generations after the FALL that had been relegated to nothing more than an ancient myth told only in story even by the most long lived of species.
That was until the SECONDFALL showed itself, marking the start of the Dark Crystal Era.
Chaos erupted at Nightfall's edge as the World Hauler's chains showed signs of movement.
Ancient beings of era's stir from their slumber.
Foe's once defeated reared their ugly heads.
Daggers hide in the shadows as eyes look to the light.
In the center of the world dubbed the Terra Council, Kings and Queens alike bicker and fight as the world burns around them as the Abyss whispers to them, drawing ever closer by the minute.
With it now being a race of time to conquer the SECOND FALL, would the council play the game before them and win the game? Or would they lose and let their world be dragged into the Eventual End called the Abyss?
As the Leaders of the world made their decisions to play the game deciding the fate of the world as they knew it.
In the world above the Council, in the lands of Man, Barbarians attacked the borderlands and the Lord called men to arms.
Unknowing of the war that would be the second war to end all wars, a child of Autumn with hair like ash and eyes like the sky stared at the tents recruiting soldiers for their war.
Carrying a story that was absurdly commonly in the Golden Era, the motherless teen with an ill father and two sibling pledged his allegiance to a Baron of Central Europatan.
If not to solve his families debts incurred to them by their ailing father desiring nothing but the best for his children, Ren desired to become a librarian.
But it would be but a dream for the time being.
Restlessly standing in the middle of the crowd of fellow aspirants each with a story of their own, the teen walked into the start of his Unending Nightmare spawned from an opportunity spawned in misfortune
Pain may be the start, but Death isn't the end here.
Ren would find that out in a month's time.
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Hello all to my Novel Unending Nightmare, hopefully y'all would like the fruits of my labor
And funny story that prompted this brain child of mine, it's literally a brain child of mine in the fact that it started as a dream I had when sleeping.
The specifics of it would be spoilers, but do know that most of the Adventure's you'll be seeing have all come from the same source.
My dreams.
Do drop some of your own dreams in the above paragraph since I want to see how fever dreamish everyone can get.
Tree that'll be dropping five additional chapters like this one