Queen of the zodiac ( zodiac city duology #1) [ undergoing revamping]

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Brooke

As I nestled into the cozy chair in my dorm room, the book rested on my lap, its ancient leather cover cool to the touch. It was time to delve into the mysterious world of the Descendants, a realm shrouded in secrecy and mystique. I couldn't help but shiver with excitement and trepidation.

The room around me was bathed in the soft, warm glow of the afternoon sun filtering through the curtains. My eyes drifted to the intricate patterns adorning the walls, marking the distinctiveness of our Zodiac Academy. These symbols, symbols I was just beginning to understand, held the power of our identities, our destinies.

With a deep breath, I opened the ancient book carefully, its pages crinkling as if they hadn't seen daylight in centuries. The purple gem on my back seemed to pulse with anticipation, as if it knew something I didn't. I needed answers, and this mysterious tome might hold the key.

In the ancient scrolls of the Descendants' City, I delved into the captivating tales of the four kingdoms, each a world unto itself.

In the heart of the city, the Witch Kingdom beckoned, a realm of enchantment and spells. It boasted enchanted forests, ancient libraries, and magical academies, where whispers of arcane knowledge filled the air. Witches, wise in their craft, held tradition and magical mastery dear, forming a structured society of magic wielders.

Cloaked in shadows and mystique, the Vampire Kingdom whispered secrets of the night. Gothic castles, underground crypts, and moonlit vistas painted this kingdom's dark elegance. Vampires, bound by ancient bloodlines, danced between immortality and humanity, governed by a strict code of conduct.

The Faerie Kingdom, a realm of ethereal beauty, reveled in nature's embrace. It was a land of lush forests, shimmering glades, and iridescent waterfalls, where the very air hummed with magic. Faeries, nature's protectors, revered the elements, living in harmony with the creatures of the forest, guided by a wise queen.

In the untamed wilderness of the Werewolf Kingdom, primal instincts roared. Vast forests, rugged mountains, and open plains set the stage for their fierce and loyal society. Werewolves, shaped by the phases of the moon, adhered to an honorable pack structure, united under the full moon's silver glow.

I continued to read the book's passages, each word unraveling more about the descendants and their fascinating world. As my eyes moved across the pages, I stumbled upon a section that detailed the different types of witches within the Witch Kingdom. I was captivated by the descriptions and the gems associated with them. It was exactly what I was looking for.

The book described white-haired witches as the epitome of magical power within the Witch Kingdom. Their hair, as the name suggested, was a striking shade of white, and they were renowned for their extraordinary mastery of magic. They were considered the leaders of the witch clans and possessed a wide range of mystical abilities. The gem that adorned them was a brilliant shade of purple, symbolizing their unparalleled magical prowess.

Purple-haired witches, on the other hand, were known for their unique connection to the mystical arts, particularly divination. They could peer into the future with astonishing accuracy, making them invaluable for predicting events and outcomes. Their hair was a deep shade of purple, and the gem that represented their abilities was a shimmering blue, reflecting their profound understanding of the arcane.

The description continued with the blue-haired witches, who had a distinct affinity for manipulating elements, especially fire and water with spells.Their hair was a striking blue, and the gem that denoted their mastery was a vibrant shade of red

Among the witch clans were the red-haired witches, known for their versatility in various magical practices. They excelled in potion-making, enchantments, and spellcasting, showcasing resourcefulness and adaptability. While they lacked a specific gem associated with their hair color, their contributions to the Witch Kingdom were highly regarded.

As I absorbed this newfound knowledge, I couldn't help but marvel at how different yet so similar they were to us.

The more I read, the deeper I delved into the world of the descendants, and the more questions arose in my mind. How did I, a student of Zodiac Academy, have a tattoo linked to these mysterious descendants? The puzzle pieces seemed scattered and disconnected, leaving me yearning for answers that continued to elude me.

Within the pages of the book, I delved into the tumultuous world of the Descendants' City, a realm shrouded in conflict and mystery. Each of the four distinct kingdoms revealed its unique struggles

The witch kingdom, A kingdom divided into four powerful factions, distinguished by the color of their hair and the gem they revered. White-Haired Witches, the ruling elite, possessed immense magical abilities and harbored ambitions of conquering the other kingdoms. A relentless war had persisted for over 50 years, as King Jinral sought to enslave the vampire and werewolf kingdoms under his rule.

The Vampire Kingdom, once a sovereign realm, now subjugated by the Witch Kingdom, vampires yearned for their lost independence. A proud and resilient people, they plotted to break free from their oppressors and reclaim their kingdom.

The Werewolf Kingdom, Similar to the vampires, were chafed under the Witch Kingdom's domination. Being a fierce warrior culture, they resisted their oppressors, engaging in covert and overt acts of defiance.

Unlike the other kingdoms, the Faerie Kingdom had its roots in powerful cast-aside goddesses-
nyx and hemera- which granted them formidable powers. They remained unbowed and strong, refusing to submit to the Witch Kingdom's rule, fiercely protecting their independence.

As I read about these kingdoms' struggles, a sense of awe and curiosity washed over me. The depth of conflict and the rich tapestry of this world unfolded before my eyes, leaving me with countless questions. How did I fit into this intricate web of power and destiny? The mysterious tattoo on my back seemed to hint at a connection.

Frustration gnawed at my thoughts as I closed the book. I lay back on my bed, the softness of the sheets a stark contrast to the turmoil in my mind. With my phone in hand, I texted the group, "Where are you guys at?" Impatience clawed at me, urging them to return so I could take my mind off this discovery

Maylee's response came first, "Hanging out with Jamal and Ramon."

When they finally replied, I couldn't help but grin. "I'm on my way!" I sent back hastily, jumping up and tucking the book securely into my bag

-Not proof read-

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