Aria: The Arcane Princess
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  • Time 1h 25m
Ongoing, First published May 05, 2021
In times of Kings, Seven Kingdoms being ruled by a Queen.. Erratic! Don't you think?

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An Arcane can only master one form of magic but the master of divination- Weloxen spoke a prophecy about an Arcane who can master all forms of magic and bring back the Seven Kingdoms of Huamkan.
After losing her mother Aria decides to take their Kingdom back which was taken away by Telhuuds- Hunters who do not make mistakes. After worshiping evilness for so long, they've now lost their humanity. In order to fight the Telhuuds, she needs to unite the Seven Kingdoms of Huamkan -  Wylturn, Trausar, Bledworn, Kytain, Naarland, Hakrush and Drasborns.
A princess born to rule, an Arcane skilled in swordsmanship- what will happen when she learns about the other half of the prophecy? How is she going to unite the Kingdoms that were scattered around hundreds of years ago?
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