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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.

Windbladex · 奇幻
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Shelter, Seed, Wait

Ciona was unaware that the entire sequence—from her leap, the moment the knife penetrated the Alpha's eye, to the twist of the knife and her subsequent jump—had lasted only two seconds due to adrenaline and her mental state.

*Rooaaaaarrr* *Roaaaaarrr*

The Alpha released Kizaer and began to scream, thrashing and spinning. Another excruciating pain joined the heap of suffering the creature endured. This pain, however, robbed it of the last remaining form of perception—the sole eye it had left.

Kizaer's back hit the ground, and he clenched his teeth so hard that his gums nearly bled. Still, he didn't scream. Ciona had just landed after her leap, shouting, "JOANE!" as she ran toward Kizaer.

Joane swiftly emerged from the root entrance and reached Kizaer first. She grabbed him by the arms and began dragging him. Ciona arrived right behind, holding Kizaer's other arm, assisting Joane in moving their friend.