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ELECTUS - A tale of Peaceful Demons.

Fire... beautiful isn't it? It can burn, destroy, breach, but what if it's superiorly charged? Bestowed upon a human being at a rate that's incomparable even against the toughest Fire Blasters of history? Young Eric has been blessed with such ability, he has been blessed with the title of an Electus! Which apart from Fire, brings 7 more powers, making him one of a kind. Perfect timing, as Demons from another dimension are flocking the sea and land, looking to shred the world, aiming to destroy all 13 continents. Yet there is hope! Black Fire, yes... that's the cure. It can dismantle portals, ultimately slowing down the invasions. But to generate such Fire it demands for Eric to reach a level that's seen as impossible, even for an Electus! He has to become a level 7 Fire Blaster! That's the only solution, that's the goal the Electus' group will chase. These "peaceful demons" have to be banished back to the satanic dimension they call home. Will Eric be able to do it though? This journey has been bestowed to him as if from the holy, although he's just a 15 year old boy! _______________________________________________________ Side note, spoiler! Eric is a sweet, loving boy by nature, hero by heart. And the main thing that will be building his character development are the Inner Demons that strike an Electus once unlocking a new power. These Inner Demons aim to change the young boy for the worst and can even make him go crazy just by altering how he comprehends reality. Join Eric's Journey towards mental peace as well as world peace. _______________________________________________________ Novel's discord server including maps and city budgets: https://discord.gg/35mTmwA

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