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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

Éder is gone. I woke up after a few days, and Lima came to inform me about it. His eyes were filled with sadness; he appeared with his hand behind his head, keeping his head down. He told me what had happened. If this was your choice, Éder... That's okay. I won’t go after you. 


From the beginning of all this, you’ve been here with me, a great friend on this journey of mine. And knowing you, I understand that the reason you did this is because you don’t feel right. It doesn’t make sense for me to go after you. My main goal is to seek justice for what was done to me, but for that, I need the Primeval Life. I hope that when I find you, you’ll be stronger. See you soon, my friend. 


Novice Training