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7/31/2024~ In the process of editing and updating my earlier chapters. I personally believe the story starts to improve and find it's way a bit more around chapter 50+. Hopefully can make some adjustments in earlier chapters when I have the time, but pacing slows down into a more measured rate as I start finding my groove. I give the content more time to breathe instead of going so fast.

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In the realm of Nexaria, where elemental spirits and divine beings shape the fate of the world as a land of mortals striving to become gods against the demons of the Abyssal universe, a young boy named Lassim Vanthar embarks on an extraordinary journey of advancement, adventure and becoming a bastion for those around him in their fight against the Dragal. 

Born into a noble family with a legacy of Fire elemental martial prowess, Lassim possesses an unparalleled gift on his 8th birthday—a connection to two differing elemental spirits, a feat unheard of in the history of his world. A gift and a tampering of the order until now that is an omen. It is a sign of the Gods influencing the future fate of Nexaria on a more serious level.

Lassim must harness the power of his dual spirits to protect his loved ones and confront the looming threat of the Abyss' encroachment on his universe, but one step at a time as he grows from just a tool of the God's to a major power as the hero of 
not only Nexaria, but the entire universe.

Lassim faces daunting challenges, battles fierce adversaries, and unlocks the mysteries of his own destiny that has been tampered with by the Gods of this universe. How will he react and adapt to his situations?
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This is my first ever novel. I’m a new author and still learning how to tell a story. Please understand that when reading. Thank you.

Spirit’s Awakening: The Path of Lightning and Water

The arena pulsed with tension as Lassim and Joryk stood across from one another, the storm above churning with an almost malevolent energy. The rain hammered down in relentless torrents, turning the smooth arena floor into a glistening, treacherous surface. Lightning flashed, illuminating the combatants' forms.

Joryk's towering, armored figure stood resolute with his nine-layered cultivation halo glowing above his head. The liquid metal mana of his [Fortress] shimmered and rippled like quicksilver, ready to solidify into a shell at Lassim's first move. His arms were crossed as he gazed at Lassim with irritation.

Lassim, in contrast, exuded a calm intensity. The storm seemed to emanate from him, his fused mana swirling around him in chaotic eddies of lightning, water, and spatial distortion. His halberd rested lightly in his hands, and above him, the constellation of the Leviathan loomed, the mythical beast's crimson-tinged eyes glowing.

The [Void Storm]’s First Showing