The Mystical Apple

The Mystical Apple

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Fantasy
A boy unaware of his super powers landed in a Magical academy which was cursed by the most powerful witch that academy ever had. This boy was destined to lift up that curse but he has no clue . This story reveals his magical abilities and his adventure in that academy with his wonderful batch-mates and a special friend. Magic runs in his veins, he only has to find out, but what will happen when he will come to know that he was chosen to be savior of the people responsible for his family destruction. Will he able to serve his destiny or will choose to avenge his family?
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On a cold winter night, beneath a sky heavy with swirling snowflakes, I arrived at the gates of my new school-an ancient fortress of stone and magic. The torches lining the grand staircase flickered in the wind, casting eerie shadows along the castle walls. This was no ordinary academy; it was a place where the most gifted wielders of magic trained, a school of legacy and power. As I stepped inside, the air buzzed with enchantment, the echoes of centuries past whispering through the halls. Here, knowledge was a weapon, secrets were currency, and danger lurked beneath the surface. I had come to make my mark, to claim my place in a world where my family's name carried both prestige and expectation. But I was not alone in my arrival-some had been waiting for me. Some welcomed me, others watched from the shadows. This was the beginning of something far greater than I could have imagined. Malia IronHeart

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