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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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Suitors, Armanci, Friends?

Ciona, who had paused narrating part of her past memories, seemed to be contemplating her next words. Joane didn't want to rush her, and soon the two girls were walking in silence, following Shen and Kizaer.

"After that, some things happened…" Ciona said after a long silence. "All I can tell you is: No, I don't have those kinds of feelings for Kizaer. When we started training, I discovered how lonely he was—no friends, no family. Despite Grandpa Bandolen being strict, he did his best for Kizaer, but something was still missing."

"Some time later, I found myself acting like a sort of sister to Kizaer. My father taught him a thing or two about bargains and business, and I shared what I knew as well. Kizaer started visiting our house whenever he could and met my mother…" a small smile found its way to Ciona's face.

"In the end, we were best friends, maybe what we have is the shared feelings that we are like siblings. I didn't want Kizaer to feel alone ever again."