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== The world presented is a post-apocalyptic version of Earth ==
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They were, in turn, created by another race, Earth's original masters and (perhaps) the direct children of God. Unlike their creation, humanity, they'd developed extraterrestrial travel by the time their creation rebelled. Sensing that victory was too likely, they left the rebels stranded on their mudball, assuming they'd never have to deal with their vengeful children again. They were right. Their ''grandchildren,'' on the other hand...
== Once upon a time, the wings of angels weren't feathered, but insectoid. ==
* Despite what you might think, God never forgot her original creation. She changed her form to match the newest incarnation of her progeny, yes... but she never did change her eyes.
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