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Alright, so, if you haven't read the notes and summary, I suggest you read that first. This isn't the story, but it gives you some context.
This takes place 50 years after the Great War.
There is now an official Tempest Crest, which every executive and high-ranking worker/ soldier wears. many normal workers wear it too though, to express pride in being a citizen of Tempest. The crest is a blacked-out sakura petal with a silver border. (Please add more to the design if you think you can come up with something better. My creativity is equivalent to a sea cucumber soo...)
Rimuru has already established his place as the strongest being alive.
But yeah, that's all the changes so far. I'll update if there needs to be any more.
ALSO because I am an inexperienced, incompetent fool, if there is a person out there so kind as to review my work and make adjustments, please contact me! I know it's asking a lot, but I really don't want to post a piece of crap online. Thank you so much, I hope you don't faint from this disgraceful fanfic.
