Capítulo 957: End of the Realm
"Hear ye, hear ye!
"Open your eyes... to the TRUTH!!"
Jovanus gnashed his teeth, trying to ignore the incessant droning of the vagrant doomsayer.
The acid dripping from his tongue offended his senses... as much as his slovenly appearance and the stench of piss dried into the rags he wore.
"The end of our Realm... is NIGH!!!!
"OUR end... is NIGH!!
"--for the gods... they have FORSAKEN US!!"
The doomsayer spoke of the pagan gods of the Eastern States.
They were... *human* gods.
And thus, they were as fallible as their weak-minded worshippers.
"Our prayers go UNHEARD!! For we-- we are sinners, unworthy of their eyes..."
Jovanus shook his head.
Every corner of Whitehearth's streets was adorned with their so-called gods... likenesses carved in stone, as the names of their streets... in irreverent curses that rolled freely off pagan tongues.
Whitehearth.
REFLEXIONES DE LOS CREADORES 
CouchSurfingDragon
CouchSurfingDragon Inquisitor Jovanus: An Inquisitor of the Church of the Eternal Flame. Jovanus has made deals with corrupt powers to pursue his own sense of Tyrion justice.
Dario of Rixus: A former Centurion, mired deeply in debt. His old unit was decimated in the Beast Kingdoms, fighting against lycanthrope terrorists.
Clayton Smith: A mercenary leader of a Gold-Rank guild from City-State Archangel. His guild, the Red Capes, are known for providing protective services to wealthy clients.
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The Author will be taking a break to stockpile chapters. Look forward to a steady stream of such when the time comes.
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