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Spirit’s Awakening: The Path of Lightning and Water

7/31/2024~ In the process of editing and updating my earlier chapters. I personally believe the story starts to improve and find it's way a bit more around chapter 50+. Hopefully can make some adjustments in earlier chapters when I have the time, but pacing slows down into a more measured rate as I start finding my groove. I give the content more time to breathe instead of going so fast. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the realm of Nexaria, where elemental spirits and divine beings shape the fate of the world as a land of mortals striving to become gods against the demons of the Abyssal universe, a young boy named Lassim Vanthar embarks on an extraordinary journey of advancement, adventure and becoming a bastion for those around him in their fight against the Dragal. Born into a noble family with a legacy of Fire elemental martial prowess, Lassim possesses an unparalleled gift on his 8th birthday—a connection to two differing elemental spirits, a feat unheard of in the history of his world. A gift and a tampering of the order until now that is an omen. It is a sign of the Gods influencing the future fate of Nexaria on a more serious level. Lassim must harness the power of his dual spirits to protect his loved ones and confront the looming threat of the Abyss' encroachment on his universe, but one step at a time as he grows from just a tool of the God's to a major power as the hero of not only Nexaria, but the entire universe. Lassim faces daunting challenges, battles fierce adversaries, and unlocks the mysteries of his own destiny that has been tampered with by the Gods of this universe. How will he react and adapt to his situations? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first ever novel. I’m a new author and still learning how to tell a story. Please understand that when reading. Thank you.

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Lassim stood in front of the Skybound Village library, its lightly weathered wooden doors showing the random accidental damage it'd survived from years of the Tempest's effects. The structure was identical in shape and only half the approximate size, less height of floors, than the one he'd visited at the Lightning Sect Headquarters in the heart of the desert. It had the same imposing yet welcoming atmosphere as he pulled open the doors and entered. 

Inside, a soft, orangish ambient glow from mana-infused crystal lamps enclosed in concave crevices illuminated the space, casting even light over rows of neatly arranged shelves.

He stepped in, brushing the dampness of the night off his martial uniform, and was immediately met with the sight of a reception desk. 

Behind it sat a Spirit Growth stage disciple in violet robes, accented with light grey trim. The young man looked up from a ledger as Lassim entered.