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Mystic Mystery. Case (01) The Forbidden Patience.

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Synopsis: Limited by knowledge due to royal restrictions yet filled with curiosity since birth, Orin Mystiq tackles the mysteries unfolding in one of the most enigmatic places on Wanderlust: Ouroboros. Here, natural, mystical laws don’t function as expected—and what does work is cranked up to eleven. While Orin can negate several mystical laws and zealously solve mysteries beyond everyone’s comprehension, normal means alone aren’t enough to crack this case. A touch of humankind becomes essential—an element Orin finds utterly monotonous. To shore up his weaknesses and navigate the labyrinth of human involvement, he seeks wisdom from the foremost expert on Wanderers: Hem Lock, a Sentinel burdened by his own demons, manifested in the form of twins, assigned to him as subordinates. Together, they compensate for each other’s shortcomings, delving deeper into the mystical mechanics of Mystica to solve the world’s first “Mystic Mystery." ———||———{{-_-}}———||——— Power System :: TOSHI : An ancient word for beings that have evolved through the essence of any given energy. Sub category :: HARVYX : The ability to utilize another’s accumulated power as one’s own, either through technology or biology. • Inspired by Harvest and Vyx (a stylized twist on leeching or siphoning) = Suggests the harvesting of power from others, either temporarily or permanently. Ornyx = Artifacts. (Ornyxes -- plural) Wanderer = Humans Mystica = mystical creatures. ———||———{{-_-}}———||——— Lure: Dreams and whispers shape this realm, filling it with prophecies, myths, bizarre creatures, and... magic! If you have ever heard or seen the unthinkable, then you must have dream-walked into this realm at some point. Welcome to Wanderlust. A place for dreamers, made up of dreams…. ———||———{{-_-}}———||——— Dedicated To: To Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the brilliant mind behind Sherlock Holmes, whose work sparked my love for mysteries. Note: I am nowhere near that talented, nor is this story anywhere close to such brilliance. But his work ignited my passion for mystery, which I have fused with my muse and created something unique. So… welcome to the world of "Mystic Mystery." Check out other works set in this world on Omnivex. ———||———{{-_-}}———||——— One-line description: Orin Mystiq finds humankind monotonous, while Hem Lock finds Mystica mysterious. When a case involves the deepest, darkest secrets of Mystica, alongside the inconvenient complications created by Wanderers, they must work together to solve the world’s first Mystic Mystery. TAGS: #MurderMystery #HighFantasy #Magic #BizarreCreatures This story is also available on other webnovel websites for better reach. Eg: RoyalRoad.com, Wattapad.com, Scribblehub.com, and webnovel.com
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