Not too many people know where am I.
Unlikely you are someone with power.
Common know for chaos.
Leaving many with fear of me.
Empty spaces are where many of my kind go.
Armor in my body, which is later destoy.
Rays, Thunders, and more with most power.
Bit by bit, there are more of me. Even if not many like me.
Opinions are many but I exist.
Many will live, many will perish.
Beauty will be ignore and happiness might change.
What am I?
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