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Spirit’s Awakening: The Path of Lightning and Water

7/31/2024~ In the process of editing and updating my earlier chapters. I personally believe the story starts to improve and find it's way a bit more around chapter 50+. Hopefully can make some adjustments in earlier chapters when I have the time, but pacing slows down into a more measured rate as I start finding my groove. I give the content more time to breathe instead of going so fast. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the realm of Nexaria, where elemental spirits and divine beings shape the fate of the world as a land of mortals striving to become gods against the demons of the Abyssal universe, a young boy named Lassim Vanthar embarks on an extraordinary journey of advancement, adventure and becoming a bastion for those around him in their fight against the Dragal. Born into a noble family with a legacy of Fire elemental martial prowess, Lassim possesses an unparalleled gift on his 8th birthday—a connection to two differing elemental spirits, a feat unheard of in the history of his world. A gift and a tampering of the order until now that is an omen. It is a sign of the Gods influencing the future fate of Nexaria on a more serious level. Lassim must harness the power of his dual spirits to protect his loved ones and confront the looming threat of the Abyss' encroachment on his universe, but one step at a time as he grows from just a tool of the God's to a major power as the hero of not only Nexaria, but the entire universe. Lassim faces daunting challenges, battles fierce adversaries, and unlocks the mysteries of his own destiny that has been tampered with by the Gods of this universe. How will he react and adapt to his situations? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first ever novel. I’m a new author and still learning how to tell a story. Please understand that when reading. Thank you.

JPNovelFan · Fantasy
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Rings of the Past

Lassim's return to the inn after his day at the docks fishing with Yeher was quiet, the sun setting behind him as he made his way back through the streets of Fogbeach. 

The orange glow of the horizon reflected off the water, casting long shadows across the city.

By the time Lassim reached the Stormwatch Inn, the dining hall was beginning to fill up. The warm glow of lanterns lit up the modest room, and the hum of conversation mixed with the clatter of dishes. 

The innkeeper greeted Lassim with a nod as he found a seat near the window.

He ordered the chef's special for the night's service, which was a simple meal of roasted fish and vegetables, along with a mug of something the innkeeper called "stormbrew," which smelled faintly of sea salt and had a slight fizz to it.

As Lassim ate, his attention was drawn to a table near the back of the room where a group of merchants had gathered, their voices carrying over the general noise of the inn.