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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.

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Fragments of the past (1)

After what seemed like an eternity, young Kizaer, completely whitened by the dust and dirt that covered him when the roof of his house exploded, caught sight of his grandfather returning through the air, accompanied by the enigmatic Old Wei.

Old Wei's appearance was nearly the same as when he first arrived at Bandolen's house, except that he now wore a new set of clothes, and his expression seemed somewhat pale.

The protector of young Kizaer was tense because he didn't recognize this person and had no idea about the nature of the attack. Instinctively, he positioned himself between Kizaer and the newcomers.