Time. The one thing I wanted to catch a breath in this place, but my sin haunts me, it doesn’t let me rest.
This is the world I live in: A constant apocalypse, the Condemned falling from the skies in demonic bodies and sins that grant powers to the Sinful.
How far am I in this world? How far am I among people? Someone or something? Maybe I need to find the question at the root of the problem, or perhaps the answer is right before my eyes.
People try to avoid who they really are, but I don’t even have that option—the truth is always shoved in my face.
Raindrops fall from the dark clouds, each one spreading into droplets on the gray earth. The world cries tears of destruction, the planet is sick because of the beings who think. That’s why I ask you: how far are you?
[There Are No Limits In Your World]
This work is a remaster/remake of my first project, (Alypse). I hope you all make the most of it! Don’t forget to help engage with the story and share it if you like it—thank you so much! ❤️
New chapters every week.
Written by Darso,
Cover art by Maviq.
[There Are No Limits In Your World]
This work is a remaster/remake of my first project, (Alypse). I hope you all make the most of it! Don’t forget to help engage with the story and share it if you like it—thank you so much! ❤️
New chapters every week.
Writte...
