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Veiled by Cosmic Ray

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Ayes had always lived a peaceful, steady life in the quiet town .Life felt predictable and safe. But everything changed on a strange night that would rewrite the future he thought he knew. It started with a storm unlike any anyone had ever seen. The sky twisted into spiraling clouds glowing faintly with violet light. People stepped outside their homes, confused by the unnatural formation, but before they could understand what was happening, the storm vanished in seconds, leaving behind an eerie silence. Ayes tried to ignore the uncomfortable feeling that something was coming, but the uneasiness followed him into the next day. That night , Ayes boarded the night bus heading toward his home. Then the sky roared.An explosion followed. Metal screamed. Light swallowed everything. Ayes lost consciousness.He find himself in a new world. This world is a place where people do not know how to stand still. They are constantly running to learn something new—the mysteries of nature, the tricks of time, and the search for some power that seems impossible to imagine. Here, knowledge is not just knowledge; it is power, it is power, it is a tool to shape fate. The time is the last century of the Middle Ages. But the history of this era is not just a dark shadow—it is a unique blend of secret suffering, mysterious knowledge, and ancient power. The ringing of the bells of the city's church, the silence of the dusty library, and the unknown knowledge hidden inside the dark building—everything is mixed in a strange galaxy. The most mysterious people in this world are Ascendants. They awaken an unknown power that pushes people beyond the ordinary. But this power comes with a path—a path that either leads to the peak of glory or throws them into the deepest darkness. For each Ascendant, this path is his blessing and curse. Once the path is chosen, there is no turning back. They walk between the power to change fate and the wall of death. Every moment here is filled with breathtaking mystery, unknown power, and incredible danger.
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