Tale of Death

Tale of Death

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Shi was once an ordinary young girl living in her small village with her loving mother, life was modest but it was enjoyable. That was until one fateful day her life changed drastically. From the tragedy of her mother's death, she was born anew, her bloodline changed to no longer be human. She was special and she knew it. Follow Shi as she uses her new powers and bloodline to travel across the lands of Shinseina; hunting for the people that killed her mother. To find answers. Meet people. Gain new friends. Find love in an unlikely place. And more. ~~~~~ Hey there, this story is a rather new project I'm working on. I'm a new author, with little to no experience so I would love any feedback you may have.
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She woke to a world washed in silver. The clouds hung low, heavy with secrets. And when the rain began, soft, deliberate. She welcomed it like an old friend. But this morning wasn't like the others. Between the drops, she saw them. Tiny beings, born of shimmer and storm. Fairies. Real ones. They moved like the rain itself knew how to keep them hidden. And in that quiet wonder, something ancient stirred. Everyone else rushed past, umbrellas raised, eyes down. No one noticed. Except her. One fairy remained. Still, glowing, watching her like it had been waiting. When she whispered, "Hello," the world began to shift. But the rain wasn't the only thing falling that day. A parcel was coming. A diary that writes back. A demon who already knows her name. And a truth her father buried long ago. The past isn't sleeping. It's waking up.

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