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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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Despair, urge to give up, danger

The full moon bathed the Alphas' Clearing with its gentle light, casting shadows under the trees and making the natural surroundings even more pleasant and somewhat peaceful. The Flux concentration there was very high. It wasn't without a reason that the packs of Iron-Tailed Monkeys kept fighting against themselves in order to claim that place solely to one expecific band.

Such were the full moon nights in the Alphas' Clearing, but not tonight for Kizaer, Ciona, Joane, and Shen. Not in that night

There was no time to admire the natural beauty around them, no time to notice the trees swaying like melodies played to the rhythm of the winds.

There wasn't even time to recognize the small clusters of medicinal herbs here and there, scattered throughout the area free to be picked by anyone.