The Pheonix

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Prologue

Many years ago, a star fell from the heavens to the world below.

A group of people found it, astrologists they were, they cracked it open, hoping that it would be filled with a gift from the gods. Instead of finding gold or silver, they found powder. Lavender powder that caused them to bring it back with them, sealing their doom.

At their home, they made the mistake of touching the fine dust without anything to protect themselves. And because of this, each was given a special gift, or Skill; the power over the elements--fire, water, earth, and air; the ability to change into different animals; the creation of the first vampire and werewolf; the power to read minds and control them; and the last of all, the power over life and death.

Since then, those who were now Skilled produced their offspring, forever changing the fate of the world. Those who were Skilled were seen as minor gods, and they were worshipped and placed into positions of power. The king himself is Skilled. But the original Skilled ones died of an unknown disease, 30 years after the Meteor fell to the world.

And I will never be the same.

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