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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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Visiting the Armanci Clan – part 4

The agent that Mary Armanci had sent had already left the main pagoda and had arrived near the external window of Joane's room to try to gather some information.

At first, the agent did not understand the urgency of the branch leader's instructions but set out to complete the mission with the same efficiency she would execute on any occasion.

The agent was standing near the window outside and ended up hearing all of Kizaer's words. Surprised, she stealthily leaned her body and looked into the room, seeing Joane in her casual clothes with an extremely red face and the boy's open and sincere smile.

Because of the possibility of being seen, the agent did not lean her body further and could not see Ciona next to Kizaer. All she did was think to herself, 'The branch leader is not going to like this at all. It's better I return and report what's happening before these two end up "cooking rice before its time" and the Leader gets furious.'