“The past is a great place and I don't want to erase it or to regret it, but I don't want to be its prisoner either.”
Who's in the shadows?
Who's ready to play?
Are we the hunters?
Or are we the prey?
There's no surrender
And there's no escape
Are we the hunters?
Or are we the prey?
This is a wild game of survival
Game of Survival Song by Ruelle
Chapter 2 : mourning
It was known a hundred years ago that being a grisha is abnormal..
A curse
Abomination.
Devils creature
Or as the Fjerdan see Grisha as unnatural and dangerous. Witches
In their year, it is unknown how many Grisha were taken to trial and burned to death.
Grisha is a disgrace to Otkazat'sya in anywhere…
Their life will never be saved from the blood thirsty hunters.
That is until the Fold was made.
Aleksander Morozova,or is known to the world as the Darkling, was a prodigious Grisha with ambitions that surpassed the conventional bounds of power.His journey began in Ravka, a land marred by political unrest and conflicts with neighboring countries.
Aleksander was consumed by the desire to restore Ravka's glory and strength.
He sought ancient, forbidden magics, drawn to legends that spoke of a lost power known as the Cut, capable of severing the very fabric of reality. This power was believed to be the key to reshaping the world in his vision.
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The Broken heart •Aleksander Morozova•
FanfictionBook 2 of the heart series " I have return..... And I made some new friends" Said the darkling as he emerged from the darkness of the fold. chaos may have start as the revealment of him still standing... but that does not occur to him In his mind on...