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Martyr The Devourer Of Wands

A martyr is someone that suffers persecution and death for advocating, renouncing, or refusing to renounce or advocate, a belief or cause as demanded by an external party while just like in Schrödinger's cat experiment, a person can also be considered alive and dead at the same time. This was the case for Nolamine's father. A tragedy that fell on him and one that Nolamine would learn about one faithful stormy night after meeting a witch. He is told that the only way to liberate his father is to travel to another world unseen by the human eye and kill his own father so he could go to the after life, something only he could do. Or though he is South Korean, he finds out that he is from somewhere else and that in itself makes him question who he is. Join him as he finds the truth about his family, discovers a new world, fights mystical creatures, beasts, demons, witches, wizards and warriors from this world and the other as he travels between worlds while possessing the ability to wield one of the rarest wands in history, a wand that devourers other wands. Considered weak by all, but holds a secrete of its own. Find out how a boy become 'The Devourer of Worlds'.

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A new world. Part 3

Nolamine looked at himself after surviving his first ordeal in a new world. His top was on the ground as he wanted to cool it further before wearing it again.

He had not looked at himself after receiving a wand and his new ability. He looked at his muscles and tone, noticing that he still looked the same. But, something was different.

Even though he looked the same, he felt like a new person. He could not explain it but he felt like he was born again. He looked at the sky and finally noticed how clear it was. The air felt fresh and full of life.

The sun looked the same as that of Earth and nothing was amazing about it. There were no visible planets around like they would be in some fantasy worlds and he felt cheated.

With the sky having nothing special about it, he turned to the ground that he was standing on. He kneeled and took some of the soil. As he observed it while spilling it back onto the ground he saw nothing different about it.