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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

Consty stepped forward and soon was close to Vectra, who was trying to get up, still nauseated from the blow to his head. 


Tail said, as his gaze fixed on Consty. 


Consty, who was from Griffin along with Larry and Lawrie, looked at his companions, all hurt, and lowered his head. 


"So you know them, huh? You’re from Ecrom too." 


He said, giving a small smile and starting to walk toward Consty. 


"They didn’t do anything to you... NONE OF THEM! YOU... can’t see that?" 


Consty drew his sword and prepared to face Tail. 


"Of course they did... They’re from Ecrom, just like you. You’ll never understand my hatred for this kingdom; you’ll never comprehend what it’s like to be put on a pedestal and, with a single sentence, be ripped down from it, left as a second choice. You’ll never understand that!" 


Tail finished, throwing his sword to the ground, which fell close to Vectra. 


Hyuuga, the Ghost Town Part 5