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Lucas had always been a person without hope for his life, ever since he was a child. This only grew after the person he loved most died, and he realized that justice had abandoned him. The specters stole the Primordial Life, the world's magic was gone, and only a few could still use it. After waking up, following a conversation with his friend and wondering if the gods truly exist, he feels an abnormal urge within himself, being one of the last bearers of magic.

Primordial Shadows

I'm not sure if it really was two hours until we arrived at the location. I felt nauseous throughout the journey because I decided to look out the windows to see what was around us. In the few moments I managed to see the beautiful and cozy nature, it was enough to make me feel nauseous. While Éder was marveling at the landscapes, I wished I could have the same expression if it weren't for this nausea. 


Furthermore, I had to endure Larry and Lawrie arguing and making comments about my name, which they found extremely beautiful. 


"We've arrived, you can get off, guys," said the man coordinating the horses. Éder, who was closest to the door, quickly opened it. He stepped out, and I followed him. As I looked to the side, I encountered a large iron gate, decorated with shields and coats of arms of the kingdom. The walls flanking the entrance were tall and fortified, constructed with sturdy stones that showcased the kingdom's solidity and security. 


Ecron Kingdom