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IZ: The Broken Soul

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A girl once discovered an unknown type of soul. This soul was later hunted by the gods and locked away for his own safety in the mythical Eighth Heaven. Refusing to stay a prisoner, he fought his way out and formed a new soul. Crossing into the real world caused an accident. His soul merged with the essence of a real soul. Even though the fusion let him bypass the curses of the unjust gods, it comes with its own heavy cost: his sanity. He now suffers from multiple personalities, severe mental conditions, and constant, agonizing pain just to keep the fusion intact. Instead of breaking, Lynx pushes forward with pure willpower. He trains so he can climb back up to the heavens. To find the truth. He must piece together his broken memories, find the mysterious girl from his past, and complete his goal to hunt down the unjust gods who forced him into this torment. But a finite being can never reach the divine, or can they?
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