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A surge of magical energy coursed through him, a roaring torrent that found its way into his palm as he voiced his incantation with unrestrained determination: "Firebolt!" A luminescent heptagram materialized from his outstretched hand, hovering before him, gathering the surrounding energy to manifest a grand sphere of roaring flames. It hummed with potential, awaiting his command to assault the malevolent creature looming before him. The creature, a beast with wolf-like features, bore menacing red eyes that once struck terror into his heart. But with the awakening of his magic, fear was a forgotten shadow. Without hesitation, he released the fiery sphere towards the beast. A brilliant explosion enveloped the monstrosity, scorching its onyx fur and searing its flesh with unbearable agony. A triumphant smirk tugged at his lips, a single breath of relief escaping as the imminent danger faded away. As the creature succumbed to its fiery demise, he reveled in his newfound power, a declaration of victory escaping his lips: "I did it! I have become... a Sage!" ____________________________________________________ WARNING: If you cannot stand dark stuff like rape, murder, gore, etc, my work is not for you. Ordinary man MC Isekai-ed in a world full of conflicts, but most of all, he needs to resolve his inner-conflict. Weak to strong. As a first-time writer, worldbuilding is my forte. The writing and English grammar need to be improved... and I'm continually learning. My chapters are usually longer than the standard on WN, 3-4k words instead of 1.5k words. I manage(d) to publish twice weekly, but by the length of my chapters, it's basically the same amount of content you'll get with daily chapters of 1.5k words. Chapter updates when I have the time, unfortunately. If you wish to directly support me, you can send DOGE to this address: DPy7f5UxEEvty424M7KxfEhGA3dECtQcn8 Cover art is MINE.

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Chapter 89: Vas'Fylinyr

That evening on the beach, funeral pyres were built with large logs chopped throughout the day. They represented the fallen: Jacques, Nya, and Bysseh.

Standing before the group of survivors, Jorael began his speech, "Today, we honour the fallen on this somber day of mourning that unites all Four Races. Elves, Humans, Dwarves, and Demons. We are all here thanks to the sacrifices made by these three individuals. We will remember them always."

He signaled for the pyres to be lit.

Bromur, torch in hand, lit Jacques' pyre, whispering, "Thank you, my friend, for setting me on the right path. May your Goddess welcome you to the Netherworld."

The pyre suddenly burst into flame, casting a broad glow across the beach.

Before the second pyre, Kaka, the Kobold Demon, lit it, whispering, "Drill... Rest assured, your sacrifice will be remembered by the Nagas. May Atremis greet you with open arms."

The second pyre ignited, further illuminating the beach.