9 parts Ongoing At first, there was a tree. A test.
Then a stain was cast upon the world-a shadow.
Sin, born on that day. One and only one stood.
And on that day, He stood and gazed upon His creation,
A single tear shed.
On that day, He knew He could not let this be what the world would become.
So, on that day, He-and only He-could hide the stain,
The mistake,
The shadow,
From the world.
And on that day, He did.
But nothing stays buried forever.
-Unknown
Looking back, maybe it wasn't all that bad.
Sometimes I wonder if life would've been better if Eliza and I had never discovered the truth.
Maybe that's selfish.
But we might've been happier-or at least, that's what I like to believe.
Magic is a mystery.
Even now, no one truly understands it.
It flows through the world, choosing its own vessels.
And once it touches you, it never lets go.
I wish that was all I had to tell you.
But my story is darker-filled with mystery, sacrifice, and loss.
My name is Maddox.
And we should've never left the orphanage.
But what choice did we have?
