Wrath of Nature

PROLOGUE

In a world teeming with magic and wonder, my husband Crio and I stumbled upon a sight that would forever change our lives. Nestled within a bed of vibrant flowers, we discovered a young child unlike any we had ever seen before.

With white hair, two small horns, and tiny black wings sprouting from their back, the child possessed an otherworldly beauty. As we stood there, captivated by the scene, the flower beneath the child began to wither and fade, filling the air with an ominous sense of foreboding.

Crio's voice broke the silence, filled with awe and concern, "It's so beautiful, but there's something... unsettling about it." I couldn't help but agree, for deep within me, a sense of unease stirred. We both knew that this child held a power that was both extraordinary and potentially dangerous.

As we contemplated what to do, the child's cries pierced the air, and our hearts were filled with conflicting emotions. Fear and uncertainty gripped us, but so too did a deep sense of compassion. We couldn't deny the child's innocence, even as we recognized the potential for destruction that lay within their very being.

In that moment, a decision was made. We vowed to protect and guide this child, to nurture their powers and help them find a path of balance and harmony. Our journey had just begun, and we knew that it would be filled with challenges and sacrifices, but we were determined to see it through.

Little did we know the impact this child would have on our lives and the world around us. This was the beginning of a tale that would test our limits, challenge our beliefs, and ultimately reshape the destiny of all those involved.

As we embarked on this extraordinary journey, we were filled with hope and trepidation. We were ready to face whatever trials lay ahead, for the fate of this child and the world they would come to shape rested in our hands.

Disclaimer; no copy rights, this is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidence are either the authors imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Plagiarism is a crime; read at your own risk, beware of some grammatical errors ahead, beware of some matured content ahead this story is not advisable for kids.

this is my first ever story so expect grammatical errors mwah.