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The greatest energy source of all is no other than a soul that has endured trials. The deeper the despair, the more profound the struggle, the more refined the fuel. Have you thought about it, that the world as we know it is but an observational experiment? In Superior Mortise, the race of the Architects jurisdict over an array of micro worlds. We are merely one of them: E-4543. They call themselves true humans but to us, they may as well be gods. One Game is held every three centuries to refine the next "fuel" of Mortise that would empower the sky realm and the people's longevity. Eight Champions chosen, each elected by an Architect. A ruthless Game of survival in exchange for a blessing to the Victor's world: the only condition their soul upon passing in their own time. ... Heroism on E-4543 - or Earth as we know it - has become a myth following the genius Architect Elise, creator of E-4543 and the Mortisian energy grid, granting the proto world a tiny piece of Mortisian technology on a whim despite the protest of the Council. A Champion not nurtured by mere tradition will be all the more radiant, she had claimed. Despite having received only a tiny drop of knowledge, the people of E-4543 became shallow, weak, indulgent and greedy souls that care only for themselves. Under such a result, is it even possible to find a Champion? None expected the 15143334th Game to bring the foremost Architect out of seclusion. Kal Kaelos, born unfortunate, seemingly brings endless misfortune to others and yet struggling against all odds he has a soul brighter than the sun and defiant of the heavens. What is the willingness to stake his life, when his life is all that he has? "There is." Revels the Great Architect. "He will be the Ninth. My Champion."
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THE WATCHER OF THE INFINITE

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