The Phoenix Arises

The Phoenix Arises

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She is brave. She is strong. She is fearless. She is the Phoenix. The bravest and the most majestic birds of all. It fits her perfectly. A knight in shining armor with the power of fire flowing through her veins. He is powerful. He is placid. He is dauntless. He is the Water Dragon. The most rarest and the most powerful of them all. His personality matches his power. A virtuous warrior with ancient powers in his veins. But what will happen when fire meets water? Will their powers collide or will they fall hopelessly into the chasm of love? Will they be able to fight the demons that threaten to destroy everyone they love and care for? Well, read to find out!
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Since the death of both sets of her parents, Fynnith has lived far to the northwest, in the orcish fighting pits of Argul Kar after being taken as a prisoner when just a child. Having survived as the most feared fighter in the pits for over a dozen years, her mental health has increasingly deteriorated to the point where she is constantly hearing a voice in her head telling her to break out of the stone cell she sleeps in between fights, as she had a destiny to fulfill. After blacking out when the voice finally got too loud, she wakes up on a dirt road in a land she doesn't recognize. With an uncertain future, she looks to restart her life, not knowing that events beyond her knowledge have already started to move in ways that will force her to fight for things that the fighting pits never could have prepared her for. After all, a battle for love isn't always as direct as that with a sword. Or, maybe it is? TW: People will die, blood will spill, and there may be a little smut (if you're lucky!)

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