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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 close the door to my room and head toward the table next to my bed. I grab my notebook along with my pencil and place them on the table. 


I take my sword and leave it on the floor next to my bed. I'm very sleepy. Since I returned to Ecrom, I haven't had time to rest. It's really nice to reunite with my parents after some time, but what I like the least is the journey back home. My parents live far from Ecrom, and walking back is horrible. At least I don't spend the nights alone; Uths is always with me for when he appears again. 


He always shows up at night, especially when I'm sleeping. Occasionally, he appears right in front of me. I'm the only one who can see him, and it's still frightening to this day. That crooked smile and those empty eyes; he's a very tall humanoid and has always appeared to me since childhood. 


Nightmare