Aviara Academy

Aviara Academy

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"Dear Student, As you have been chosen by the birds, we, the family of this institution, proudly welcomes you and congratulates you for you yourself reached the bird's worth. So in connection to this, we invite you to attend our school and spend years of learning. We hope that you will whole-heartedly accept this gratitude." An unexpected letter arrived, I didn't even have the time to think this through. I was chosen but I'm not even ready for what lies ahead. My powers are unstable, which makes me dangerous among the other students. My status isn't worthy. I'm new to this kind of situation. But, now that I'm a pure aviara, will my destiny change? Language: Taglish
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All I wanted is to graduate, get my diploma and work my ass off. Instead, I got abducted (kind of), dumped into Celestia Academy (actual name) and told I was the Vessel, the one girl bound to twelve impossibly powerful, impossibly attractive warriors who either want to protect me, train me... or roast me alive with their magic. Great. Now I'm dodging prophecies, trying not to trip over threads of fate (literally), and arguing with gods who think I should sacrifice myself for the 'greater good.' But I'm not like the girls before me. I'm Lia Fleur Beaumont, I'm graduating with a degree if it kills me, and I'm not about to let the stars decide my ending. Especially when I've accidentally bound my soul to all twelve of them. Some call it an honor. Others call it a curse. Me? I call it Tuesday.

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