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The Eldrim Cards Legacy

Growing up in a cursed world, brought up in a country of warriors and soldiers, Nero was always eager for the day he would awaken his innate ability, and gain the chance to become an Eldrim Card master! Eager for the day he could fight against hell, hail and damnation itself and rid the world of its many curses. But the day his older brother was framed and sent to the frontlines to die, he woke up to a new truth. The notions of his youth - camaraderie, brotherhood, patriotism - they are all fake, and in the eyes of the powerful he and his ilk were just cannon fodder. In this cursed world, humans were curses too. He continued to wait for the day he could awaken power and rid the world of its curses - all of them! Hey guys, for access to maps, character pictures and more check out the discord. For those that don't use discord, I'll think of something so you can see them as well! Discord: https://discord.gg/xTWUR5BnD2

lifesketcher · Fantasy
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133 Chs

Melancholy

"You seem distracted," Nero said as he looked at the charred remains of his final card fusion attempt. Silas had thoroughly explained to him why Nero had messed up, and at each attempt, the reasons were different. The constant failures did not fluster him, though he did gain a new appreciation for Silas' talents.

Knowing a good artisan was key for any card master, and if Silas continued to develop at his current rate, he would become an excellent artisan in no time. Getting his hands on recipes would not be a problem with his family's backing, and Nero was fairly certain that he would be able to make high-quality cards in no time.

"Do I?" Vanessa asked forlornly. "Maybe it's just the vine incident. I am not used to such things."

"Really? I thought the fact that Nova had a fog clearing meant that the rate of cursed events is even higher over there."