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Blood For Magic

Orion's life, marred by relentless tragedy, takes a dark turn with his grandfather's final message, unveiling the existence of an Ancient Organization and entrusting him with a foreboding task. With only a tattered map fragment and the burden of his family's shadowed legacy, Orion plunges into a world where malevolent magic holds it's sway over all and ancient terrors lurk within every corner. In this treacherous landscape where the lines between good and evil blur, even the gods play their hand, their motives as inscrutable as they are terrifying. Where will the sinister map drag him? What malevolent secrets make the gods so untrustworthy? And why was he fated to bear this harrowing burden? Only time will unveil the dread truths. As Orion delves deeper into the nightmare, he faces a destiny steeped in shadows, where survival means defying fate itself. For in a world where gods are either all-powerful or all-good, one thing is certain: they cannot be both.

DivineCrimson · Fantasía
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Nexus - The lost relic

"In fact, yours holds a higher rank than mine. In truth, my insignia ranks among the lowest echelons of our order." Adron spoke, his tone bitter sweet as he did.

Orion kept his expression neutral, though inside he was grappling with a whirlwind of questions. The complexities of rank within the Secret Order were puzzling, especially given his position as the last descendant of Zeral.

He decided to push these concerns aside, acknowledging that the importance of ranks was trivial compared to the larger issue at hand—the imminent collapse of the organization.

"I'm not concerned with ranks," Orion said firmly, his gaze steady.

Adron's reaction was immediate, his urgency evident. "You should be. It's precisely why I can't help you. The Nexus—it's been lost to us."

Orion took in Adron's words, his mind racing as he processed the gravity of the situation. "Lost? How could such an important artifact just vanish?"