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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

Upon opening my eyes again, I find myself lying in a bed. What happened? I was having a dream, but I can't remember what it was about. I get out of bed and realize I'm in a very small room; there's only this bed and nothing else. The environment is completely dark, with no lighting. 


When I fully get out of the bed, I see that the "bed" is just a mattress on the floor, without sheets or anything. 


There was an entrance leading to another room, and I decided to enter. When I see this new room, I find several people sitting on the dirty floor, which had some sand and bits of trash. I didn't notice when I got up, probably because my goal was to find out where the hell I was. 


Truth of Death