Ismerie
  • ЧИТАТЕЛЕЙ 284
  • Всего голосов 34
  • Части 7
  • Время 51m
  • ЧИТАТЕЛЕЙ 284
  • Всего голосов 34
  • Части 7
  • Время 51m
Текущие, впервые опубликовано нояб. 10, 2019
Ismerie has never belonged to herself, well that is what she thought.

"People like us don't live for selfish desires, girl. People like us have one purpose and one purpose only, to serve the books. We the prodigists are meant to possess knowledge. Even if we have to neglects the very being of our essence."

Those were the words the elders branded in the young Ismeries soul. 

But that all changes when she is roughly thrown out of the clan with only a bag of gold coins, her familiar Horgan who is yet to hatch and the clans looney elders words speared in her mind. "Find the Dark King and tell him Orion has been unbound." 

With that Ismerie turned her back on the very clan that raised her and never looked back as it burnt to charcoal ashes behind her.

There from Ismerie descended her journey as the sole survivor of the holy prodigies as a messenger to the dark king.


Who may or may not end up turning into her possessive psychotic stalker.
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