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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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Sensory overload

Nolamine placed his hands palms-down on his thighs and sat in an upright posture with a straight back, relaxed yet dignified.

He tried to mimic some of the people he had seen on TV meditating. Like them, he relaxed and tried to follow his breathing as he closed his eyes, trying to fall into some kind of meditative state.

The thing though was that he did not know what he was doing or what he was supposed to feel. He remembered that in the scroll he had read that he had to meditate with Vibration Detection in mind.

He did just that but nothing was happening. All he could feel was his headache and it throbbing more and more as time passed by. He ignored the pain and tried to concentrate.

"What the ....?!"

He yelled out. He looked around and then wiped his drool off of his mouth and chest. Yes, he had fallen asleep and was so relaxed that his mouth celebrated by drooling because of the posture he was in.