The world was vast, yet Ashura knew it was only a fragment of something greater. The universe, the multiverse, the very concept of reality he refused to believe they were untouchable.
Power. Knowledge. Influence. These were not just words to him; they were the foundation of his ambition, the tools that would carve his name into existence itself. The weak accepted their place, but Ashura? He would tear through the fabric of destiny with his own hands.
But fate was cruel. Born into the light of Nobility yet, he had nothing. No wealth, no status, no legacy to inherit. Only hunger. A hunger so deep it burned in his veins, gnawed at his bones, and whispered in his mind.
Will he make it...?
Yes?
No?
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