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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.

Windbladex · Fantasy
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92 Chs

A tough night, reinforcement, calamity.

Kizaer and Joane furrowed their brows. "You see, hero, we discovered that we weren't luring the Night Serpent to the plain… In fact, it was pushing us in that direction to use us as bait." Joane said with a scowl. "After we managed to return to the forest interior, that cursed creature began its attack. It didn't want to attack the Iron-Tailed Monkeys in open terrain… In the end, we were just the bait."

"After finding you, we carried you and brought you to this… Shelter? Kizaer said he could find Morning Herbs here." Joane paused momentarily to admire the interior of the tree, illuminated by the luminescent glow of the moss. Perhaps, under different circumstances, it would be an excellent place for meditation and rest.