“Awesome. What does that mean?”
August frowned down at the game board. “I don’t know. What do the rules say?”
I am Nova.
I have the heart of a star beating inside me.
I am not long for this world.
I would prefer to live.
The gods were fallen. It took many generations for humankind to learn of this. Many prophecies and visions. Many failed quests by heroes and explorers who sought to find the truth of those prophecies and visions. It was not known how or when it had happened, and perhaps a few gods still lived, but it was well-known by Damario’s time that the gods had fallen.
And they left chaos in their wake, a chaos that followed from the unraveling of everything that the gods—for all their faults—had held together.