Flickers of Light
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"In the world of Pana-" A light snicker was heard at the odd name of the world they lived in. "-your birth determines your power. Clan, soul manifestation, everything.. there are some amongst us who can put in work to define themselves as the absolute strongest. This is the story of the Class of 3013 in Ecclesia Academy. You'll find out more later. Don't worry."
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