Mystical Saga - The beginning

27. Clarity or confusion (F)

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This story is unedited so apologies for grammatical and spelling errors if any.

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Fiora (POV) 

Shortly after Arnica found her composure, she resumed speaking. "Everyone else had answers to their questions except Fiora," she addressed the group. "You wanted to know about them. Well... They were considered the epitome of a couple in all of Ethera. Although Marcus wasn't unaware of Ebon flux, he knew who Arna was and we all admired the mutual support and respect they shared so deeply that many of us wished for werewolf mates of our own." Turning to the others with a warm smile, she added, "You all hold a special place in the hearts of Ethereans." Shapeshifters among us beamed with wide smiles, tinged with a hint of smugness.

"Is there anything specific you want to know?" Arnica inquired.

"No, I'm just relieved to know I wasn't abandoned," I replied, a broad smile lighting up my face.

"Aww... Why would you even entertain such a thought? You were dearly loved by all of us. Maybe not more than me, but still, we all cared deeply for you. We searched tirelessly, scouring every corner, but due to Arna's shield, we couldn't detect you. We feared the worst—perhaps she had inadvertently destroyed you or her magic had faltered... I'm sorry. We should have redoubled our efforts," Arnica responded, her tone apologetic.

"It's okay," I reassured her.

She enveloped me in a warm hug, marking the end of our evening. Despite my lingering curiosity about the black wolf, I sensed the community's aversion to rogues, prompting me to keep my thoughts private. Additionally, I pondered the telepathic connection Zack and I shared—could it extend to other wolves? Amidst these questions, numerous mysteries remained unsolved. Unsure of how to proceed, I resolved to confront them with unwavering determination before drifting into sleep.

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Over the course of a month, I immersed myself in the exploration of my own abilities while also delving deeper into the mysterious concept of Ebon flux. Along this journey, I had the privilege of meeting Our Samragyi, whose kindness resonated deeply with me. She generously extended her hand in guidance, and I gratefully accepted. Learning from her was not just an opportunity but also a great honour.

Under Samragyi's tutelage, I discovered the extent of my powers. It turns out, I have mastery over three elements: wind, fire, and water. Additionally, to everyone's surprise, including my own, I found that I have a little ability to manipulate Earth as well

Our Samragyi and Zack often engage in arguments that resemble the banter of children. Surprisingly, Samragyi is a mere one hundred and two years old, which is considered quite youthful in the magical realm. Despite her relatively young age, she is married and recently welcomed a charming baby boy into the world. Occasionally, her little one even joins us on the practice field

She also introduced me to the quintessential embodiment and explained that I am inherently connected to it as the successor of my mother. This revelation placed a significant responsibility on my shoulders, one that I should prepare myself for. However, the weight of this uncertain burden weighed heavily on me. Despite knowing that it is ultimately my choice whether to accept this duty, I found myself strangely hesitant. There's a turmoil within me that I can't quite explain.

While everyone else was occupied with their werewolf duties, I seized the chance to find solitude near the tranquil waterfall. "Can you still hear me?" A deep voice echoed in my mind, startling me. I swiftly turned around to locate the source and laid eyes upon a man, likely in his early sixties, with a robust physique emanating an enigmatic energy. His stern countenance and piercing black eyes met mine, and I nodded in acknowledgement.