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Last published Sat, Feb 1, 2025
Sorin Terev was always different - cold logic, brilliant mind, but the world played an unfair game with him. When his only friend also betrays him, he decides not to be a pawn anymore. He finds the answer to a question that no one has solved before him - an equation that can change the fate of mankind. But every knowledge costs something. Loss, pain, something that no one will ever return to him...
The once tight-lipped youth becomes a leader whose name inspires both respect and fear. The city dominion has no idea who is really speaking to them, and the city is unaware of who it really belongs to. When the last drop of blood hits the pavement, it's too late to ask questions.
Only he knows the answers. And he will never give them away for free.
(inspired by Arcane)
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