Fighting Fate *ON HOLD*

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"You say that I have a choice." Sylfaye whispered bitterly, her voice cracking in the end.

"You say I have the ability to choose the path that I desire.", she spat, as pure, white hot rage flowed through her body.

"Yet that sliver of freedom that I was supposedly gifted with, was ripped away from me, aeons before I was even born!", Sylfaye screamed out, whirling to face her mother, anger etched onto her sharp features.

"Sylfaye, the past cannot be undone, no matter how hard we want it to be. But the future; the future is always shaped by the choices that we decide to make. You do have the liberty of making your own decisions, because no one else can deny you of them. Fate is but a rope that tethers us to the ground, preventing us from flying up to bathe in the airy winds in the sky. You walk upon the path that you pave. Not the path that Fate wills you to."

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Sylfaye Halloway is unceremoniously thrown into a world of gods & goddesses, magic, and war. A world where prophecies control the lives of every living being. A world she wants no part of. Unfortunately, there's no way out. With deadly assassins on her tail, she's forced to stay and learn of her true heritage, and the trail of utter destruction that lays in her wake.

(This is a work in progress so please bear with me if the story gets messy. Thank you:))