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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 · Fantasie
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Fragments of the Past (10) – Perverse Opportunities

Kizaer sat outside Director Sinon Ling's office, waiting for the order to enter. After a few minutes, the door opened, and Professor Marcus stepped out, closing it behind him. He looked at Kizaer, who raised his face and met the professor's stern gaze.

"Just be honest with the director about what's going on, and he'll understand. I've already given my version of what I've observed about you, young man, but that doesn't mean I'm supporting or favouring your decisions," Professor Marcus's severe voice echoed down the corridor.

"You need to learn to control yourself. A cultivator who can't separate personal issues and redirect blame to the true culprits won't get very far." With that, Professor Marcus left without saying anything more.

Kizaer watched him go, his expression still indifferent and distant. After a few seconds, he lowered his head and thought to himself, 'Right… He probably thinks I did what I did because of the provocations.'