Empowering Orenda
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"Velananthropine," my name rolled off of his snake like tongue and into my ear with a whisper. I could feel his warm breath slither down my spine as the heat from his body seemed to corrupt my shift. "What a peculiar name for a girl like you."
I scoffed and pushed him away, nearly stumbling on the dreadful heels and dress. "What's that supposed to mean?" I scoffed as I tried to mentally shake his intoxicating scent from lingering in my nostrils.
He chuckled deeply and darkly at my response before I stared into his eyes as they shifted to a bright, golden color. "Whatever you want it to mean, my little Orenda..."
Welcome to the world of Terrestria, where the sapiens run the land in consistent befuddlement. Velanthropine Fissure is one of the lucky ones, being that she was born of alpha blood, though with a minor curse that was presumed dormant for a decent amount of time. What will happen when the gods of her land decide to push her in a different direction than initially anticipated?
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