Tales of Seanna

Tales of Seanna

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To become an Elite Battle Mage just like her parents, that's what Seanna always wanted. But without his father's presence, her mother's support and with her magic not awakening yet, the road will be bumpy. *********** Sorcerers, Mages, Witches. Those are the three major races in the whole enchanted realm. And I, Seanna Hara was born a Mage, the second strongest race while sorcerers are the first. My parents were Elite Battle Mages, fighters of the kingdom of Zephyr. And I aspire to be like them. Mages are expected to awaken their magic at the age of 10, when they truly understand the power they possess and responsibility that comes along with it. And when that happens, their sacred staff will appear. A staff that reflects their personality and specialty. A staff that mages like me, use to weild their power. But when I was past that age of awakening and turned 17, my staff hasn't showed up yet. And I started questioning myself, my dreams, and my own existence. Turns out I didn't know who I really am. Turns out there are so much more for me to find out. Turns out there's something that I was meant to do and destined to be. Join me in discovering the mysteries hidden in the history of the Enchanted Realm as I walk my own path to reaching my dreams. Tales of Seanna
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LANGUAGES USED: Filipino and English ------ The faces in my childhood memories were fuzzy, in fact, I couldn't remember much of how everything went when I was younger. Except, how my mother looked at me with loathe and was constantly unloving. Growing up, I held onto my dad's words, 'you're special' or so I thought. Ever since I remembered, there have been people trying to kill me. Why? Not only was I hated, but others even want me dead! My life only changed when I met strange people coming from a world I only knew existed in my imagination. History was retold. Lies were unveiled. In the end, my blood was heavier than I expected.

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