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... centuries of sleep. The way it looked before slumber was identical to the way it appeared after awakening.

This was the cornerstone of all power in this world, the origin of Mana, the root from which gods were nurtured.

Aside from Elves, everyone’s magic required chanting, or praising Mana, or extolling the gods. The power of magic originated from the gods, or in other words... for races other than Elves, the power of magic came from the gods’ rotation of the World Tree’s power. ...

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