Fantasma

Fantasma

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"Sometimes, we just want the world to love what little monsters we are." All stars are born in the dark- all darkness dies in the night. She lives in every glimmer of the shade in between the enchantment of the night sky. If she conquers all of her demons, then she'll have consumed almost every part of herself. Though her soul may set in the darkness; it will rise perfectly with light- she has loved the stars too fondly, to be fearful of the night. She was seventeen when she realized her whole life, her entire existence was a lie. When she realized that she was the tormentor of her own condition. She considers her newly discovered immortality a curse, until she doesn't anymore. Amidst this confusion and the unveiling of hidden, deep secrets, rises chaos that threatens to consume the darkly magic-consumed world of Magicis, as well as the naive human realms. Added to this are lethal attractions that may be dangerous not only for her, but might decide the course of the entire war going to take place. Will she be able to save the world? "The truth is- magic lives in all of us, those who look for it are the ones who find it." And whilst you may wonder whether she'll be able to conquer this series of unexpected events that rain down of the world, remember her name. Nyx Basilius. Born of chaos, and Goddess of the night.
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Soul

"In a world ruled by power and tyranny, peace is a distant dream. You were once a child, innocent and new to life, yet someone ignited the flames of destruction, suffocating your breath and stealing away the purity of your air. All that remained were fleeting drops of water and the faintest hope that the fires would one day cease. Perhaps you were gifted, your powers beyond what was ever expected, but power isn't just strength-it's a threat. Years passed, and you grew to despise everyone and everything. In rage and vengeance, you found a twisted kind of salvation. Amidst the chaos, you found home with someone you've picked up while desperately trying to escape the chains of fate. And though agony shaped my path, I never wavered from my purpose. Through hell and blood, I built my name and wealth, offering others a chance for redemption, for lives once broken like my own. Now, after all this time, I've prepared to fulfill the final task of my life. Many will weep, blood will stain the earth, but certainly, they will pay for stealing my childhood. - Anastas

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