phoenixhyperion

**READ ME**

THIS BOOK WILL BE UNDER REVISION.

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My name? Lance Augustus
Age? 15
Nickname? Five. 
Why they call me that? Because the mark tells us so. 
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"Don't be stupid, steer out of trouble, and whatever happens, stay alive." 

I really don't know why Dad always repeat those words to me everyday. I take heed of his words. Play by his rules, never dared to go against him except if it's extremely necessary.

He's all that I need to get by. Our life was ordinary. Everything was perfectly fine, perfectly normal, just an everyday routine we get used to live. But then this guy calling himself 'The Seeker' came... And he start making a mess out of my life. 

He said I have powers. - Who believe that crap?
He said I have extraordinary abilities. - Cool! I want to be Superman.
He said I was chosen. - Who? The god of newbie bullies? 
The mark of five imprinted deep into my skin proves that I am one of the TWELVE. - You sure it's not a tattoo? I firmly believe it's a tattoo. 

I never believe him. I drove him out. I did not listen. I wish I did. Maybe he could have help me. Maybe he could have save me from the trouble of falling right into their trap. I know nothing. Because of my stubbornness I lost everything. So now I'm all alone. But she stretch her hand to me. She gave me hope. She invited me to come. And I did. 

So our search began. For the remaining TEN.
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They called me FIVE

Lucien takes pride on his accomplishment. Although Marcus congratulated him for his successful feat, Lucien cannot escape his sermon.

"Whether you succeed or not, the matter remains unchanged. Young Master, what you did is reckless! You could die! What's the use of enhancing your blessing if you will die in the middle? You think anyone will benefit with your death?"

Lucien flinched at Marcu's outrage. That was the first time Marcus ever reprimand him. Of his practices. Of Lucien's ways. Marcus always chose to stay silent. To observe. To see how far will Lucien's progress if he keep trying out things. But this time Marcus see the danger, the risk. Lucien is aware Marcus care about him more than Marcus let on.

Lucien sighed and pat Marcus in the shoulder. "I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

Marcus finally calmed down and bowed to him. "I apologize for raising my voice to you, Young Master. I'm sorry I let my emotions get the better of me."

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