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<p>Ashes of the dead, disseminated every second, into the puddles of strong. Cities wither to ashes, mortals scorched. It's a world, of the strong, where only the fittest survive. This is a story of a mortal, target to abjection, as he cringes in fear, his arousal from slumber and his might, which will overturn the world.</p> <p>___________</p> <p>Author's Note: Sup'! I am a Xianxia enthusiast. English is not my first language, so in order to enhance my vocabulary, and composition skills I have decided to write this Fiction. It is a Xianxia novel. I won't be able to update it a lot, due to schools and mock school, however, I would try my best. Criticize as much as you can, because I'm doing it so that I have improvement in English.</p> <p>I would be updating my novel more on my blog: https://crostwrites.wordpress.com/
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