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Power rangers: The Unseen Path

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Author note The world is build on the world of super Sentai or some of you might know it as power ranger The world of Terra is a land of five kingdoms, governed by kings and protected by the Shugods. It is a world of order, tradition, and ancient insect deities. But that order is about to be shattered by a power it was never meant to hold. Benjamin "BJ" Greyson was just a regular guy until a blinding flash of light ripped him from his world and dropped him into the heart of a perilous alien forest. He didn’t come alone. In his pocket lies a relic of a fallen god: a shattered Lord Drakon coin. Now, stuck in a world of royal intrigue and giant mechanical insects, BJ must navigate a life he never asked for. The coin is broken, its power is unstable, and the legacy of the Green and White Ranger is a heavy burden to carry. As the kings of Terra look toward the horizon at a rising threat, they fail to see the stranger in their midst—a man holding the power of a world-ending tyrant. Will BJ find a way to repair the coin and go home, or will the "Unseen Path" lead him to become the very king this world fears most?
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