A/N: I know I still haven't finished writing my other story "The Reaper's Path" and haven't updated like I said I would, but I just can't get this story, along with four others, out of my head. If it's any consolation, you should know that these two stories ARE, in one way or another, very much connected to each other; although, the connections won't start to show until the mid/later parts (excluding the prologue).
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Prologue
The prophecy foretells that a child born of two yolks in the roots will mate with a being of lore. The two, once a powerful bond is made, will stand hand in hand with The Successor in the mids of Soul Chaos, just as the Fates intended.
“Twins. Honey, I fear for the worst. We must notify the rest of the Four Sage Packs immediately and prepare for Soul Chaos,” a man said, with quivering lips, to his wife upon seeing their two new-born children.
The wife let out a shaky breath and turned to peer at her husband’s worry filled blue-green eyes. “As the saying goes, Let it end with peace.”
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Reaper Chronicles: Reformed
Fantasy[slow updates, ongoing editing, and under constant reconstruction] I was about to pass by a door when I caught a glimpse of a darker shade of ash blonde hair. Something inside me compelled me to never tear my eyes away from the girl crouching over a...
