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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

<p>The seven competitors had gathered at the center of the arena, standing in a loose formation as Elder Baruun materialized before them. His imposing figure was clad in his sleeveless sect elder robes, his arms crossed, scars danced and told a story across his weathered skin. His Spirit Mystic-level pressure weighed down on the competitors for a brief moment before withdrawing, a silent reminder that none of them were above the rules.</p>

<p>Though, this casual act caused Elder Baruun to suddenly feel his battle senses tingling and skin feel prickly like he was staring at something more dangerous than even the most vicious of Abyssal Demons. His eyes darted to the nonchalant expression the Sect Master's Personal Disciple had maintained as he regarded the wave of spiritual pressure that had washed over him without care. Their eyes met and Elder Baruun felt a slight chill go down his spine as he peered into the swirling storms that were in Lassim's eyes. </p>

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