❝do my violet eyes haunt your dreams as your weeping ones haunt mine?❞
FIRESTORM;
in which the last living member of a isolated fey clan survives the red paladin's wrath, and is sent on a journey to find her ancestor's creation. only to get throw...
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━━ girl, you were born with a fire inside you, and this world is determined to stamp it out.
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there is a story lost to the mists of time,
RANDVI had always lived a normal life. Well . . considered normal for a fey of fire. For centuries, a village of fey brought into this world on a bed of coals had always lived an isolated life. Away from prying eyes, and kept from the risk of causing destruction onto their allies. You see, Fire Fae are considered the most dangerous fey, with magic spewing out uncontrollably from their fingertips. Only a select few have witnessed the fae and lived to tell the tale. Randvi is no exception, the magic that surges through her very hands is chaotic and uncontrollable.
For a long time, there was only one way of life for the Fire Fae. A routine that every fae was familiar with until there entire world was turned into a living nightmare. A mighty horde of men dressed in red cloaks that bore crosses around their neck stormed the hidden village at the brink of dawn. A battle that was going to be known for centuries, one that lit half of the forest aflame, and just like that the Fire Fae were slaughtered. All but one.
When the Sword of Power resurfaces, it might be time for Randvi to shed the fear she's been holding side since the end of her people, and let her chaos explode into a fiery inferno against those wearing the color red. The Red Paladins had their own weapon, the upper hand in the extinction of the fey but soon they will find out how wrong they were in that assumption.
of the ones who wielded fire protected a mighty sword with their lives until it was stolen.
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━━ when the bloodshed ended, we couldn't even recognize each other , our bodies were maps of destruction and pain, our faces the aftermath of an entire world in ashes.
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