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... sounds of daily life at the Academy were punctuated by animated conversations among the Class A students. Lian was sitting under a tree in the courtyard, resting while waiting for his next class. Despite the serene environment, he felt restless, his thoughts still focused on what he had read in the book Relics of Creation. The words about the price of wielding such a powerful weapon echoed in his mind.

"Lost in thought again, Lian?" Saya's cheerful voice pulled him out of his reflection ...

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