The Tome of Fates has guided me far on my goals. A mere drop of blood was all that was needed to unshackle me from my servitude to the cursed book. Though such a goal would require a delicate touch. The winds of magic guided me to the frozen north. Where there sat a nation in mourning of their dying god, believing him...
Y/N Abedne was by all accounts a bookworm. It was the exact fact that lead him to getting a job in a library, that and the fact he wasn't a people person. He could listen to them just fine, he just didn't like talking to them. One day he was working his normal shift, nothing special aside from the weird smell in the...