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The War of the Primals

Born as the heir to the world's most powerful family of magicians, with a talent for magic that rivals that of the gods, Adall knew happiness only to have it forcibly ripped away from him shortly thereafter. Overnight, he would be banished from his family and condemned to a pathetic life of wandering. Or so it was supposed to happen... How did he become so powerful? Why am I unable to inflict even the slightest injury on him, even using my most powerful spells? Why must I lose to someone I could have killed with a mere murderous intent not long ago? His new calling will be to instill fear and despair in the hearts of his enemies.

Alb22 · Adolescents et jeunes adultes
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Dawnslayer and Genesis Ark

Adall was now back within the walls of the city of Hector.

He resumed the appearance of Chris, the identity he had previously used in the city, and rented a room in the same inn as before. It was the first time in over a week that he lay down on something as comfortable as a mattress, but he couldn't close his eyes for even a minute to relax, as he was too excited at the thought of counting the spoils from the massacre he had carried out.

He then sat up on the bed and took out the purified core fragments newly at his disposal from his storage space. These were numerous enough to cover a significant part of the bed when he spread them out.

He could count: 56 rank 2 fragments; 4 rank 3; 1 rank 4; and 2742 rank 1.