ESSENTIA:CHRONICLES
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Set in the modern age of Japan. A world where a supernatural phenomenon called Essentia exists, the life and heart of Japan, elements such as Ignis, Fulgur, Aeris, Luminis, Hydris, Terra, and Umbra make up this powerful force with various others. Some who have been able to control this power are known as adepts, where they train as students in elite academies to hone their abilities, the most notable being Essentia High. But when a child named Teki Komoto arrives, everything changes..
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