Entre Abismos

Entre Abismos

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Dernière publication lun., janv. 30, 2023

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Sieghyxper Nocturnus tem 17 anos, trabalha na loja de artefatos de seu pai, em uma vila pouco distante de Heinz, uma das cidades pilares que formam Átrium, um local que ficara no centro de todas as cidades pilares do mundo! Sieg nunca imaginou seu destino sendo outro além de ficar na vila e seguir os passos do pai, pois nunca conheceu sua mãe, então restava apenas seguir esse caminho. Fora trabalhar na loja de artefatos, Sieg treinava em segredo "A arte da espada" com um fugitivo desconhecido sem nome, que o chamava de Lil Jade. O garoto sempre oculto e conformado, fazendo seu trabalho na loja e treinando o necessário, até um certo dia, ao chegar um grupo da tropa de Heinz, procurando jovens na vila, e selecionando os que estavam acima dos 18 anos, faltava apenas 4 meses para completar a idade que iria levar o jovem a descobrir seu motivo, ir a Átrium e descobrir muito mais do que poderia imaginar.

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