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ELECTUS - A tale of Peaceful Demons.

Fire... beautiful isn't it? It can burn, destroy, breach, but what if it's superiorly charged? Bestowed upon a human being at a rate that's incomparable even against the toughest Fire Blasters of history? Young Eric has been blessed with such ability, he has been blessed with the title of an Electus! Which apart from Fire, brings 7 more powers, making him one of a kind. Perfect timing, as Demons from another dimension are flocking the sea and land, looking to shred the world, aiming to destroy all 13 continents. Yet there is hope! Black Fire, yes... that's the cure. It can dismantle portals, ultimately slowing down the invasions. But to generate such Fire it demands for Eric to reach a level that's seen as impossible, even for an Electus! He has to become a level 7 Fire Blaster! That's the only solution, that's the goal the Electus' group will chase. These "peaceful demons" have to be banished back to the satanic dimension they call home. Will Eric be able to do it though? This journey has been bestowed to him as if from the holy, although he's just a 15 year old boy! _______________________________________________________ Side note, spoiler! Eric is a sweet, loving boy by nature, hero by heart. And the main thing that will be building his character development are the Inner Demons that strike an Electus once unlocking a new power. These Inner Demons aim to change the young boy for the worst and can even make him go crazy just by altering how he comprehends reality. Join Eric's Journey towards mental peace as well as world peace. _______________________________________________________ Novel's discord server including maps and city budgets: https://discord.gg/35mTmwA

MisterE05 · Fantasy
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510 Chs

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Giving the two Guards a simple training on how this huge Ballista is operated, the Trainer approached the ballista once more and gestured for the lady to go on the other side, specifically near the man. Raising his two gesturing fingers (On one hand.) And hovering them near an eye as a hint, pointing those fingers towards the Ballista after, it was made clear that he wants them to pay attention. This time however he didn't speak a word since he was clear that no one here but the other trainer in the crowd, understands him.

Reaching for a Crate of ammunition around 5 meters behind the Ballista standing 2 feet tall on the right, he grabbed one out of the Crate carrying 30 and proceeded to mount it on this wonderful piece of weaponry.