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Few take me seriously, especially after my oh-so-glorious initiation. The whispers behind my back, the mocking glances�����Im used to them by now. They see me as a joke, nothing more than a pawn who stumbled into something far beyond his understanding.
But what would they say if they knew the truth? That I was blessed by Amania herself? That she entrusted me with one of the most dangerous tasks imaginableto guard the cursed blood of the Nameless One? I often wonder how quickly their smiles would fade if they learned what kind of burden I truly carry.
And yet, despite all that I know, Im still left in the dark about one thingwhat exactly stirs within my own blood? Could there be more to this power than just the shadows creeping at the edges? Is there something hidden, waiting to awaken? Something darker, perhaps, or even... stronger? The uncertainty gnaws at me, but I cant shake the feeling that whatever is sleeping within me isnt something Im ready to face.
But Ill have to. Sooner or later, the truth will reveal itself. And when it does, I wonder... will I still be the same?
Genre: Fantasy
But what would they say if they knew the truth? That I was blessed by Amania herself? That she entrusted me with one of the most dangerous tasks imaginableto guard the cursed blood of the Nameless One? I often wonder how quickly their smiles would fade if they learned what kind of burden I truly carry.
And yet, despite all that I know, Im still left in the dark about one thingwhat exactly stirs within my own blood? Could there be more to this power than just the shadows creeping at the edges? Is there something hidden, waiting to awaken? Something darker, perhaps, or even... stronger? The uncertainty gnaws at me, but I cant shake the feeling that whatever is sleeping within me isnt something Im ready to face.
But Ill have to. Sooner or later, the truth will reveal itself. And when it does, I wonder... will I still be the same?
Genre: Fantasy
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