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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.

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Gathered Again – Fragments of the Past (5) A Painful Path.

"Humph… Who would have thought? The main leadership of the Fiery Fist Group mobilized together to carry out a mission directly from the city hall," Joane commented with a smile on her face, her excitement more than evident given the current situation.

"The legendary quartet of the No Luck Team," Ciona quickly added. Although she didn't allow herself to break decorum as exuberantly as Joane, the girl was equally happy to participate in a mission alongside Kizaer, Shen, and Joane.

"It's true; it must have been about 2 years since the last time the four of us were together for a mission," Shen said, his gaze distant as if recalling past events of the quartet. "Time really flies, doesn't it? Seven years…"

"Seven years since the first time all of us meet…"

"…"

Kizaer, who led the way, refrained from commenting. Despite feeling the same excitement as the others, his role had shifted. The group relied on him to maintain focus and act as a leader should.