One mans will to have a life, will always overpower another's desire to end it.
A nexus, realm octun, an operational facility erected three months ago, officially made to train the solmet empire's children, is used as an induction system to find those gifted with the solstice emerate; a will, so strong, that the desires of the possessor come to fruition.
The only currently known possessor is holt lias, an ampulous, born from a family of triden, and cast out due to her difference, spending the following 13 years without any food, or any water, those who gained the knowledge grew brain tumors weeks later, and those who ran, found their way into walls. She never knew though, as she was never taught what the gift was, she only knew what she thought she needed to know, like who was who, how to get help, and how to sleep.
Though she was powerful, her mind was fragile, like a glass jar, if you drop her she will shatter. And she was falling, falling from a plateau, which began as a journey, an 89 degree climb, 10000 feet tall, death following her with the promise to pull her up when she missed a step, and she tripped, she tripped quite a bit, death always caught her, until he didn't, but she had a will, a will to live, a will to breath, a will to keep going. so she grew wings and flew. And like a glass jar, you can fill it up, with what? Well, anything that can fit, though not everything that can fit should.
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A trigger was pulled...and it wasn't mine.
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Ever and her team had been locked in the arena for seven years, and throughout those seven years she has been tortured, played with and lied to. Her trust in everyone was slipping and her confused feeling for the boy she's known since she was six, was starting to pull her back -- keeping her from being who she was and her duty.
Her duty was to rid the world of this terrible game called, 'The Emag', (formerly known as 'The Bloody Desires'). Why? She didn't want others to experience her pain and confusion. She wanted children to be safe -- to be loved. Not torn to pieces by machines and not starved to death.
Even with her thorough planning, nothing ever went as planned. Captured. Humiliated. Tortured. All again.
Ever was beginning to wonder if her plan would succeed...and if she could finally escape the abuse once and for all, well keeping her team alive.
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