GrimApple

The Hollowing came like a thief in the dead of the night - silent, merciless, and absolute. It was an event that permanently scarred humanity’s history, stealing along all of the possibility, wonder and hope that this world once had - for it was the year that the spark of wonder had been wretched from existence, the year that magic had died. But many soon came to realise that the Hollowing was not the end but the beginning. Cracks opened around the world, bringing about the descent of the Dark fog, and along with it, a dread unbound by mortal thought which devoured the weak and hunted those who still clung too closely to the memory of magic. Year 3999. 1800 years after the Hollowing, humanity has been pushed to live inside the walls of Domes: monolithic walls, encasing gargantuan swaths of land protected by an ancient being from the era of magic, the Acacia. Yet, the peace that it brought was like a festering wound, throbbing with unresolved mysteries and bringing about feelings of hatred and fear, of that day 1800 years ago when one decided to break an oath. As tensions beneath the surface simmer and an unknown group threatens to sink humanity down once and for all, a meeting that would change the fate of a young boy - one that had the potential to shake both sides, one that would bring about change to the whole continent of Paradoxia - was about to take place. The meeting of disciple and master. It was at that moment that the goddess of fate began to spin her wheel to weave tales for this forgotten world once more.

Great knowledge and power come with an equally great price. The cursed ones. Children that appear every thousand of years and manifest a power that does not originate from the Gods of Riarath. Every time they appear, they bring different things. In some eras they might bring change, in some hope but most times, they bring.......misfortune. Only a select few know the ones who could manifest these powers. The people who know from where these powers originate from....... can be counted with the fingers in a hand. It's the dawn of an era where the Gods and their children have formed an alliance to fend off a mysterious evil that came out of nowhere. What will the cursed children bring this time? The perfect stage and the perfect actors. Will the Jester be able to full fill his duty this time? ******************************************** Author: This will be quite a slow paced story as I would like to slowly build up the world and characters so please bear with me. If at any point, the story feels very slow, just tell me and I'll see if I can do anything about it.

In a not so far off future, Earth has entered in a state of continuous temperature fall, causing many ecosystems to cease to exist. Human civilisation like other animals were affected by the massive change with some cities disappearing of the map. Mutations in the DNA of animals and humans alike started appearing throughout the world causing notable differences between animals of the same species, this strange occurrence induced a revolution in a global scale both economically and socially. This is a world where the strong prevail, the weak perish, and the rich control. The Era they were living in would be remembered in the future by many as Absolute Zero.