Shards Of All Creation

Soren hated it. That feeling of being weak, knowing everything he cared about could be taken from him at any time. Codex. Codices draw from ancient power, power from the unknown. Dangerous beings from all of time fuel their power, and Soren had taken his first steps into a unknown world who wants nothing more than to swallow him whole. He cursed and cursed, everything had gone wrong for him. "Why me?" "What the hell is happening?" Questions asked, but none could answer. "You think this is the end?" He could only spit out bitter words at nothing in particular. "Not like this."