Once upon a time...

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There was a young girl half elf and half fairy. She got the best of both worlds and she looked human enough to hide in plain sight but her elven blood mixed with her fairy half made her stronger than any elf or fairy and once she was discovered by both groups she was made Queen of their realms uniting and stopping the distrust and petty wars. And in their unity a rebellion was sparked to take back the world the humans took away to return it to its former glory.

Taking over was the easy part and she knew that working things out with the humans who were left was going to be the hardest thing she's ever done. So to ensure balance of the newly created realm she worked hard to find a human ambassador who could see the need for balance and could bring the humans to her side. Next, an elven ambassador who could see the potential and need for humans, and lastly a fairy ambassador who could support and sway fairies to her cause because in this new world with more creatures coming out of the darkness into the light anything was possible. And her rule over this new realm would eventually be impossible-if it went as planned.

Eventually the humans adapted to the life of elves and fairies alike and began to evolve themselves-magic was growing and flowing inside of each and every single one of them. Bringing new types of magic and beings such as witches, mages, so on and so forth. They reached the golden age and the she had everything she had wanted for them.

But the darkness and chaos grew with the arrival of the Orcs who brought dark magic, death and the future destruction of the new realm. The Orcs started by turning elves, killing and draining fairies, sacrificing witches, kidnapping mages and stealing the souls of those still human. And with each action they were getting closer and closer to taking over the realm and ruining what was created. The Queen knew as an elf, fairy and ruler she had to do what was necessary.

She made her way to the leader of the Orcs and challenged him. She was given a few days to prepare. Now the Orcs sharpened their swords, tightened their armor and held a rally to boost morale. The queen on the other hand walked through what was left of her kingdom, looking at every single face seeing their pain and the needs of her people. She felt their pain and saw their loss. And than was all she needed. She went back to her chambers and waited thinking of her people and when the day came she dressed as usual and made her way to the battle.

When she arrived the Orcs laughed and mocked her for no sword or armor. But she was the only one of her kind half elf and half fairy and that made her stronger than they could ever imagine and they didn't or couldn't see that.
Just as the leader of the Orcs drew his sword and charged her she thought of her people and their pain and her eyes began to glow a pure white light and she rose off the ground than the light began to glow not just from her eyes but all around her and it grew and grew. The orcs were stunned and blinded. They began to slowly burn from the inside out. Their screams of agony were heard all across the realm and eventually the screams stopped just as every single Orc within fifty feet of the Queen died. The light within her began to fade and she collapsed to the ground, she had used every ounce of her being to save what was left of her people. Her ambassadors frees the captives and they prepared for the worst. They laid her in her chambers and waited for days.

You see the good thing about magic is that it can recharge- so the Queen lived on continuing her rule and not one person or being messed with her kingdom ever again.

The End

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