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VOWZARD: INQUISITOR VENGEANCE

GhostofArcadia
In the vast galaxy of Vowzard, two planets wage a war that has raged for 170,000 years. On one side—The Holy Empire, ruled by the Goddess of Light, a sovereign of unmatched magical prowess. Her people, the Mages, shape the cosmos with spells and incantations. Their bodies brim with elemental energy, their cities levitate on floating islands, and their armies—the Paladins—are masterful warriors trained in both martial and magical disciplines. Theirs is a world where magic is life, faith, and power. On the other—The Imperial Empire, a cold steel titan that sees magic not as wonder—but as corruption. A disease. Here, magic is outlawed. Eradicated. Any who wield it are executed without trial. The Empire thrives on technology and Psychic Energy, an invisible force drawn from within the human spirit and mind. Its people live in cities powered by thought, protected by machines, and governed by a supreme ruler known only as The Emperor. To fight magic, the Emperor forged the ultimate weapon: the Inquisitors. They are not born—they are made. Humans stripped of their flesh and fear. Rebuilt with nanotechnology, enhanced with psychic cores, and baptized in agony. Inquisitors blur the line between man and machine. They do not hesitate. They do not retreat. They feel no mercy. They carry a singular truth: we live and die for the emperor. This is the path Ken Reign has chosen. A boy born on a forgotten colony at the edge of the Imperial Empire. A boy who once knew peace, laughter, the warmth of a mother’s hand, the pride in a father’s gaze—until the Paladin came. Cloaked in gold and blood. A symbol of divine wrath. With a single spell, he burned the colony to ash. Ken survived. But something inside him didn’t. Now, at age seventeen, he stands at the gates of the Iron Citadel, where recruits become monsters. Where boys die screaming and are reborn as nightmares. He has no love for the Emperor. No faith in duty. Only a single, unquenchable desire: Revenge. He does not seek glory. He does not seek salvation. He seeks the crest. The symbol burned into his memory—the one worn by the Paladin who murdered his family. And if the price of vengeance is humanity? Then let his soul burn. Let his heart become steel. Let him become the thing even mages fear. Let him become… an Inquisitor.
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