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    Hmm… so they can’t be all naturally fused, Lynne thought as he opened his eyes, leaning onto his hand, deep in thought. All of the Sparks are pretty much same save for one, distinguishable feature… is it possible to simply fuse them while discarding that? Nah, that’s insane. What if I just forcibly bind them? Ugh, if it backfires, I’ll probably be scorched. I don’t need shaving yet, though…


    Pyre! Lynne thought inwardly as his body was suddenly engulfed in crimson flames. He felt his vitality resurface within his bones, and tension on his muscles lessen. Thousand by thousand, the Sparks slowly began fusing into a singularity. Hours upon hours passed, and Lynne still burned crimson as the last Spark finally fused into the now rock-sized liquid, similar to syrup.


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    Now, one by one, or all at once? That is the question.


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    Oi, oi, this isn’t funny! This is almost turning out to be just like when I first started learning Origin Laws! Fuck, why is this shit so difficult?!


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