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Axion
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em mai 30, 2019
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(Axion has never really known what she wanted to do in life and when she turns 18 she is faced with this question. 

Her whole life she has lived in Cobblestone, the biggest town in Kunari, and has never left. Her mother struggles to keep food on their plate while Axion is shunned by everyone else around her. No one wants to go near the girl with the strange tattoo, something she was born with. 

Axion always wondered what it meant while also longing to see other places. She had read many books on the other realms and of mystical places. Floating pieces of land in the air and a glass Castle in the sky. Other races and exciting adventures. She wanted to see and do it all. 

In Desistar, however, a sinister evil is lurking and waiting for it's moment to seek revenge. Slowly, gathering knowledge and planning. What will hapen to the realms? And what does Axion's tattoo mean?)
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