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

Wind couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva down his throat; although he had acted brazen, a single well-placed bullet could end his life in a moment. He couldn't help but slightly take a step back and gazed at his brother to see his reaction.

Fell calmly gazed at the pair of guards. His eyes passed on the youth's body in the floor, and then on the barrels that were locked on his figure. He opened his lips and exclaimed in a disinterested tone.

"No one died, no need to point those toys on me", he then added as he remembered. "Call the family heads; I have a matter with them that need to be dealt with."

At first, the guards were dumbfounded by the youth's reaction. They couldn't help but ask themselves who was the youth in front of them, and what strength made him dare ignore their threat.

"Who sent you here!" asked one of them with a slightly menacing tone. His finger was on the trigger, and he was ready to shoot at any moment's notice.

Paying Respect Part One