
by MiniDangus
Azura was Isaac's masterpiece, a passion project borne from living in a ruined world. A world built from nothing, its laws, creatures, and hidden systems shaped by his hand alone. Waking up inside it should have felt like coming home. The design is his, but the balance is broken. False powers, foreign gods, buried old truths. Intimately familiar but profoundly wrong. But even if the world had forgotten him, its creator did not return to die in it.
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