LividEdge

Every coin has two faces. Goodness is balanced by evil. Any concept has a counterpart. 


New Casablanca was the same. A fantastic city full of science and progress, yet such a dark side so dirty no one dares even talking about it. This is the hometown of a young man, Fell Pluck. Unfortunately, it was decided by the gods that he should be born in the slums of the city,  the core, where you had to fight every day in the hope of living another one. 

"Choose your path, change your destiny, show your might. Unleash your will and show them your worth. I revealed to you the way of cultivation; the rest is up to you.." A.

In the end, like a butterfly softly landing on a petal, a simple encounter can change the course of events...

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The Universe is Innately Just

The black-haired youth advanced with unhurried steps toward the wooden door. It was only when he was a few steps from it that he noticed a shining object lying on the floor. The object was rectangular in shape and reflected the soft light that entered from the windows—a golden colored card to be more precise.

Fell approached the card with curiosity apparent on his youthful face. He crouched slightly and grabbed the card; a cold chill traversed his hand when he made contact with the metallic object. Raising it to his face, he noticed white colored letters engraved in it.

"Invitation to the banquet of the Noble Families", he read out loud as a flash of memory linked the card with a past event. With a twist of his wrist, he turned the card, and a name was written on it. Fell.

Invitation Part One