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Advent of the Archmage

Link was the top Archmage in the entire server. He had just defeated the strongest boss, the Lord of The Deep, Nozama with his party. However, instead of going back to town, he was transported to a secret location with pixelated CG. It sort of felt like a vacuum, and within it came a glorious and commanding voice that calls himself the God of Light. "Link, would you be willing to be the saviour who will pull the World of Firuman out from the churning abyss?" What a huge mission! If it was in the real world, Link would have rejected it immediately. However, he was bent on being the hero in game. "Bring it on!" Link answered confidently. "Then, best of luck." And so begin Link's journey of magic, friendship, betrayal, love and despair in the ever changing World of Firuman.

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The Mysterious Gear in the Void (2/3)

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"I don't know. I'll probably leave Firuman once I've repaired the Void Ferry." Piasce shrugged and then sighed.

In truth, he did not know what he was supposed to do at this point. He was no longer the Soul Tutor he once was. He was simply a stray cast out by his own kin. The only thing on his mind now was survival.

Link gently tapped on the table as he sank into deep thought. Suddenly, something occurred to him. "Do your people know you were the reason behind the demons' invasion of Omir?"

"Everyone knew. That's why they all hated me. That's why they are all so intent on killing me." Piasce closed his eyes, visibly tormented by the events in Omir.

The way everyone looked at him with such visceral hatred still haunted his every waking moment. His students numbered in the tens of thousands, but after the incident, everyone avoided him like the plague.