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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 · Fantaisie
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Circumstances, a minor advancement

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Mayor Mo Zheng's spiritual sense erupted violently toward Feyr Strider, but it was thwarted by an insurmountable barrier—the very spiritual sense of Rymann Bandolen.

"RYMANN BANDOLEN, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Mayor Mo Zheng shouted in fury as he glared at Bandolen.

Rymann Bandolen, in turn, didn't even glance at the mayor. Instead, he kept his cold eyes on Sinon Ling, who clutched the empty space where his arm used to be. Sinon Ling's face displayed a mixture of horror and excruciating pain.

Feyr Strider then spoke calmly. The harmonious and serene aura he once emanated was replaced by pulses from his Inner Sword. It was as if Feyr Strider had transformed into the embodiment of a real sword and would cut anything that dared to stand on his way.