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...Nameless Saga...

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...In the future, about 100 years from our time there lived a man....

...Whether this man was a human, demon or a divine being is unknown....

...This man could not accept what humanity and society they built had become,...

...He despaired over his inability to stop mankind and the world he loved from heading towards their final endgame....

...He realised that it was too late to save mankind as it was, so instead he would change the event that would lead mankind down this corrupt path....

...Using an unknown power, the man traveled into the past, to the point where he had deemed the first event that sets mankind towards the endgame would occur....

...Once there, he intervened and changed the course of history, expecting to disappear for the future he came from would no longer exist....

...Yet he did not....

...His existence somehow continued....

...He couldn't understand why....

...Deciding to continue observing the 'new history' that was now being written from the shadows, while trying to understand why he was still here....

...As years went by, the man noticed that his body had ceased to age; it was a side-effect of traveling across time, by moving through it, his own 'time' had stopped moving....

...However, even as years went by and the course of events had been altered, the man noticed much to his horror that the overall history of mankind had not changed....

...He hadn't changed the results, merely altered the events leading up to the 'endgame' of mankind....

...After this realization, the man made a hard decision;...

...He would throw away his name,...

...His past,...

...His future,...

...Everything that he had once been,...

...In order to become a nameless being who would dedicate his entire eternal life to changing the future of mankind....

...Using his knowledge of history, skills and insight from the future the man, now known as 'Nameless' gathered people to form a clan to accomplish his mission....

...This clan would stay hidden in the shadows, controlling the course of history to stop the 'endgame' from coming and for a 'golden age' to come....

...As decades went by, Nameless would come to be revered as a god who had seen the future by his clan, who had prophesied the new age of mankind....

...Using his skills and knowledge from the future, combined with the lost mystical and magical arts of the past he had succeeded in surpassing all mortal limits, becoming a being that was a god both in name and body....

...He came to be known as 'Nameless God'....

...He would guide humanity from the shadows,...

...Avert the 'endgame',...

...Bring a prosperous, peaceful future of bliss and happiness for everyone....

...... At least, that is how it was supposed to be....

...As centuries went by, no matter how much he tried, the Nameless had been unsuccessful in changing the future of mankind. No matter how hard he tried to change events, all he managed to do was slightly alter them....

...But in the long-run historical events though played out differently, the end result overall remained the same. Whether it was time itself that refused to be changed, or mankind had been beyond salvation from the beginning......

...The Nameless no longer cared....

...His love had turned to hate....

...His kindness was lost to cruelty....

...His trust shattered by fear....

...His hope consumed by despair....

...He no longer believed that those who come next would create the future....

...He no longer had the intent to pass his hopes and dreams to the next generation....

...The kindness he had once felt for all those around him forgotten, now replaced with empty coldness of despair....

...Mankind's never ending stupidity, their inability to be content with the happiness they have, their constant desire for more, more and more that led them to commit acts of unspeakable evil;...

...To kill,...

...To destroy,...

...To hate,...

...To suffer......

...Even when ages of chaos and wars came to an end, it would take no more than 50 years for them start it all over again, always swearing and promising not to repeat the same mistakes. Yet never remembering the horrors and sufferings of the past for more than one generation....

...In his eyes, mankind had become such a foul, hideous thing that he could no longer bear to see it destroy itself over and over, steadily moving towards the endgame, almost as if desiring it more than anything....

...So the Nameless had come up with a final solution....

...His clan would emerge from the shadows and with their devastating power would destroy the majority of humanity, all their lords and rulers, all their nations and all their reasons to resist him....

...Once this was accomplished the Nameless would establish himself as the absolute divine sovereign of mankind and rebuild this world, to finally bring about the 'golden age' he had desired....

...His time will soon come......

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...Journey of encounters, loss and battles to reach the throne of Nameless God...

The hero who stands against The Nameless with his compannions is someone who was formerly of that clan and has turned against them; the hero is doing it to stop him from destroying mankind, but there is another reason as well.

The hero was... in a way, the only 'friend' The Nameless had left. He was not born into the clan but was one of the few left in it who had come from the 'outside' or 'mortal world'.

For those who become part of the clan, are given the gift of long life by The Nameless, enabling them to live up to 300 years.

The hero turned on his friend to stop him, but like i said, there is more to it that no one else in the clan would ever know;

..."My friend, i fear i must make a very... unreasonable request, for you are the only one i can turn to with it. This is the one, only and last thing i will ever ask you to do for me;...

...In the coming years, i will seek to destroy this world. When that time comes, you can choose to stand by my side or we can fight until one of us is dead....

...Before that day comes, you must go back to mortal world once more and live among them....

...For me, their world offers no more comfort nor meaning... but for you, who was once part of it, it may still hold something worth protecting that you do not wish to see destroyed....

...If by some chance you find such a thing in that world of never ending strife and suffering, to make all of it still worthy... then when the time comes; i shall hear your answer."...

Soon after this, The Hero left the clan and years later would return and bear the brand of traitor to challenge and stop his former clan, comrades and friend.

The hero, before his return to stop his former clan, had indeed wandered the mortal world, his 'home', for years following his rather abrupt departure from the clan.

And, he had come danger close to going down the same path as The Nameless, to simply giving up on the world as it is and be swallowed by that same despair.

Until he met someone, a brave soul whom had not allowed him to trapped in that said despair.

It was through this meeting he had found his first compannion, that the hero had began to discover something that his former clan had lost.

Such a tiny, frail thing in the midst of all the endless strife... yet, it could be so strong it made everything worth it.

and to the hero, it was what gave him the will to take up arms against his former clan and friend.

Along with his compannions he fought his way through the clan, people he had once shared times of grief and joy, fought side by side; friends, comrades... yet now, the lines were drawn and neither would compromise.

After many struggles and brushes with death, finally, the two former friends faced off against one another.

"So, here you stand before my throne, a group of miscreants led by a traitor.

I have brought death on more deserving subjects for far less, yet i will indulge your meaningless efforts to reach me and give you one last chance to repent for your transgressions; do so and the punishment will be limited to only you, traitor while the rest of your worthless ilk will be allowed safe passage out of my lands.

Refuse, and the terror of absolute despair awaits all of you."

Said The Nameless, his words and eyes conveying naught but cold hatred along with his sheer presence of overwhelming power.

The hero however, along with his companions held their ground and responded:

"I once truly believed in you, that you would be the one to save this world... But now, i see how it truly is; You trust nothing, you believe in no one and all that will be wrought in your wake is despair.

The only one i see that has transgressed, who has turned our clan into a hell of suffering... Is you.

Before you can do the same to the world we will stop you today, here and now!"

They all then prepared themselves, as now they would face the most dangerous enemy of them all. A living God, with powers they could only imagine.

The Nameless, upon hearing those words closed his eyes for a moment, let out a heavy sigh and said:

"I was ever so slightly curious what you would have to say. But if that is your answer... Then i am disappointed."

As he slowly stood up from his throne, opening his eyes again the cold hatred was gone; in its place he looked at them now with complacent disinterest.

Yet his presence remained just as overwhelming.

The final battle was upon them.

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...Nameless God with the power of many in one,...

...Hero and his comrades with the power of many as one....

...A hero refusing to give up on hope,...

...A God who feels naught but despair....

..."In the end, you are but mortal fools before a God....

...You will all die, without laying one hand on me."...

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Were the words said as the first clash rang out across the throne room.

The battle with The Nameless was brutal, not only due to his powers having ascended mortal limits nor due to his countless centuries of experience, but because all the battles before while against people with immense strength had been just that; battles of power.

Against The Nameless, who had surpassed such notions, something more was needed.

For he was more than just a foe to be defeated, he was something 'absolute' that invoked primal fear from the deepest instincts of those who stood before him.

Just being in his presence was straining to ones very spirit, which made mustering the strength necessary to harm him a trial by itself.

Only the hero was able to fight properly against him at that time, but even then he could feel that same strain creeping in.

His will and determination were all that kept him from succumbing.

Then, after combined efforts The Nameless spilled blood for the first time.

A moment of triumphant elation spread among them, but it was short lived:

"You...! Mere impudent lowlifes have spilled my blood, my divine blood."

There was fury on his face, yet soon he managed to calm himself.

The disinterest faded from his eyes, turning into fierce determination.

"It seems you did not reach my throne for nothing, i concede i underestimated you all.

Very well, i will acknowledge your strength and respond accordingly by recognising you as a threat."

The throne room around them began to rumble, the very air becoming saturated with an suffocating dread of imminent death... Nameless God, the most powerful being walking the earth was becoming serious.

"Firm your guard, steel your resolve, do not lose focus, for in the instant you do... You will die."

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..."Now, my adversaries; Extol at the true power of a God!"...

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At that declaration, the inhuman pressure rose by several fold and the same fear once more gripped their hearts, threatening to crush it.

However, they would not relent; standing up, gritting their teeth, hardening their resolve and readying their weapons.

Despite overwhelming odds, they pressed on.

Knowing their opponent was a God, they fought.

But more than it all, they did so as one.

No matter how outmatched the battle seemed.

Yet, little by little the gap between the two sides was narrowing; the Hero and his compannions had not survived all this way for nothing and were beginning to find mental strength to escape the pressure Nameless was crushing them with.

However, it was brittle at best.

As this stalemate went on, The Nameless could feel the strain from fighting at full strength on his body, knowing keeping this up may cost him more than expected he came up with an idea on how to end this now.

The Nameless began to question their reasons for pushing themselves this far, to defy him; a God who knew the future of mankind.

Their common reason being that they didn't believe the vision of the future The Nameless prophesised; that it was not set in stone, that he was wrong for giving up on the mortal world.

Hearing this, what they learned next was the most devastating hit they could have taken.

The Nameless revealed something that no one in existence had known until this moment; he hadn't seen the future, he was FROM the future.

He had time travelled to change history, only to see the future refuse to change.

It was a critical blow to their motivation, but then he made it a fatal one.

This wasn't the first attempt.

The Nameless had travelled through time again and again, in attempts to change the future.

6 times.

Due to the restriction of the power that enabled it, he could only return to the period in history where he first travelled to, meaning every time he had to retry changing things it had to be literally done from square one and spend hundreds of years to see if it had worked.

After the 3rd attempt he had learned to notice and recognise the signs earlier and earlier that changing history was going to fail.

So accordingly he had returned back to square one earlier and earlier...

"After all this tireless strife, constant, endless suffering to change the future... i don't even remember why i bothered to try and save you anymore."

Now, it was his 7th attempt.

"If humanity refuses to follow a benevolent God, instead desiring to follow the path of ruin towards their endgame no matter what; then, i will become the Malevolent Devil who will bring you the suffering and end you so seem to desire with my own hands, rather than wait for the inevitable."

The revelation from The Nameless had left the hero and his compannions will and determination to fight on its knees; all this time they had fought believing The Nameless to be wrong, for him to be mistaken in abandoning humanity...

Yet now, knowing that he was someone from the future and that he had done this over and over, hundreds upon hundereds of years of nothing but struggling against a fated future.

They... had no response, for what could they possibly say to someone who has lived as long as The Nameless had?

None of them could...

All but for one.

The hero had been as shocked as them, just as shaken from what his former friend had said. Yet, when the shock passed and he processed those very words further, he was reminded of why he was here;

To protect what he had found in the mortal world, that small, tiny and frail thing that his clansmen, even his friend had lost, what the Brave Soul had shown him that made living through all the strife, all the suffering worth it.

And, to let his friend hear his answer.

Finding his strength to stand once more, to firm his will and determination to take up arms against his former friend one last time; to stop him from doing what could never be undone.

The hero, surprising even The Nameless charged at him with everything he had left.

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