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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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Principles

Shen sat there in the gazebo, listening to faint footsteps echoing toward him.

Feyr Strider approached with a dignified posture and well-fitted martial attire. On his right side, a sword was fastened to his waist—the faithful companion that rarely left his side.

As Shen's father drew nearer, he pondered various possibilities, words, and ways to broach the subject—anything that wouldn't displease Feyr Strider.

Finally, just before Shen could decide what to do, he heard his father say, "This is a rare sight for me."

"To see my son with a conflicted expression, doubts in his mannerisms, and involuntarily conveying an air of uncertainty."

Feyr continued to approach, eventually stopping in front of Shen's gazebo. In front of him lay the bed of Dreamblade flowers.

Although Feyr Strider could have ascended one of the side stairs to get closer to Shen, he chose to remain there, admiring the gray blossoms before continuing.