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Rising Of The Primoria

Kazeglitch
Rising of the Primoria In a world where the soul is not merely spiritual but manifest, humanity has learned to draw power from the very core of its existence. Through awakened Soul Cores, individuals wield elemental forces, summon spiritual beings, and bend reality itself through sheer will. Among them is Kaze Veyron, an orphan raised far from gods, demons, and destiny. Carefree, fearless, and driven by an unbreakable sense of freedom, Kaze sets out into the world alongside his sharp-witted childhood friend Lira, unaware that something ancient sleeps within him. As they step into the realm of adventurers and dungeon gates, Kaze’s presence alone begins to shake the world. His power does not resemble magic or summoning—it manifests as overwhelming spiritual dominance, growing stronger with his resolve. Whispers spread. Eyes turn. And shadows begin to move. Their journey soon entangles them with a forbidden cult known as the Eclipsed Faith, a group that worships primordial chaos and hunts rare Soul Cores. In the depths of a corrupted dungeon, Kaze is forced to confront a devastating truth—the cult’s rising champion is none other than Aren, his childhood best friend thought long dead. Betrayal ignites rage. Rage invites death. When Kaze stands on the brink of annihilation, something hidden deep within him awakens—not a god, not a demon, but a silent knight bound to his soul since birth. For a fleeting moment, an ancient power takes control, erasing those who threaten its vessel before retreating once more into the abyss. Kaze survives—but nothing is the same. Hunted by cults, watched by gods, and unknowingly walking the path of the Primoria, Kaze must grow stronger to protect those he cares for and uncover the truth behind his existence. As demons stir, divine authorities clash, and primordial beings move their pieces, one question looms above all others: What happens when a boy who values freedom above all else rises to stand among gods? Rising of the Primoria is an epic fantasy tale of willpower, betrayal, and ascension—where the strength of one’s soul can shape the fate of the world.
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