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Echoes of Sacrifice

This is a world where **Flux** is the energy governs life and creation. Through Flux, wondrous feats are possible, along with the creation of diverse ways and techniques for empowerment. Some have developed techniques to enhance their bodies, making them nearly unbeatable. Others have honed their affinity for the elements, becoming walking disasters. And there are those who have elevated their minds, gaining the ability to manipulate matter and calling themselves Magi. Furthermore, some individuals have synchronized their very beings with Flux, undergoing transformation into new forms. Meanwhile, wars between kingdoms and conflicts over resources and territorial expansion are frequent. In times of adversity, talented individuals rise to leave their mark on history. But only true legends endure against all odds. An inheritance stained by blood and the sacrifices of many—a life of violence and bloodied hands—haunts those who seek power. Choose your path to power—use Flux and shape history. ========= Hello to everyone! So I'm currently reviewing and editing some chapters, improving the writing and fixing some grammar mistakes. As per it goes; the newest chapters are already edited, and I'll start with the old ones before this book starts to get too big. if you find something out of place please point it though the comments, I'll be sincerely appreciate. Once Again, thank you and good reading!! also, don't forget to vote with power stones! Haha.

Windbladex · Fantasy
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A victory is still a victory

Ciona and Kizaer stared at each other for a long five seconds before Ciona, in a swift motion, pulled her hand away, unlodgin the tips of her fingers from Kizaer's flesh and quickly pressed the wound.

 Ciona's serious and focused expression had already been replaced by one of concern and guilt. "Damn Kz, you could have dodged or defended, I know you could! Why did you hold back?"

 Kizaer gave Ciona a pale smile before responding somewhat sheepishly. "Haha, you noticed?" Kizaer scratched his neck, embarrassed, and continued. "Actually, my leg isn't completely healed yet. If I kept forcing some movements, I would break it again, so I couldn't dodge your blow properly."

 "!!!" "Kizaer, you idiot! Why did you continue the fight!? You could have just said you were still recovering, and I wouldn't have kept attacking you, damn it Kz!" Ciona was completely frustrated with her friend's response.