Where Destiny Called Us and Tore Us Apart

Where Destiny Called Us and Tore Us Apart

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"Tell me, do you know the devil? Because if you don't know the devil, then it's about time you both get acquainted." Sirius was not his true name, and he had lost all traces of his past. Where he now lived, he sought to right the wrong. But many saw him as just another rogue, and rogues didn't often have good reputations. Caltha was the closest person to him. That was until the day the High King placed a bounty in search of her ability. Regh coveted that blood, and Sirius would do anything to prevent it, to keep her safe even if it meant sacrificing more for the sake of one person alone. But along the path of seeking the truth of his identity, Sirius began to wonder what his purpose truly was. For where there was a prophecy of worlds to fall, then there will always be a legacy of leaders to come. ••••••• First Draft © 2015 | Reimagined © 2020 OG Title: Blind Scale Seeker [PG 18+] May contain themes not suitable for immature audiences. ••••••• Para sa aking mga silent Filipino readers, ang nobelang ito ay nakasulat sa Ingles. Enjoy!
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A tale of love not told in the light, but a tale told in the shadows. Of broken chains and bleeding hearts learning how to beat again. Once a slave, always a slave. It didn't matter how much you'd like to deny the fact; it wasn't possible. One couldn't outrun fate and time itself. No one was born free. So why did everyone seek freedom, despite knowing it was unobtainable? The reason was simple: because it hurt to live being chained. Building trust with a person who has known hell itself all their life wasn't bound to be easy or pretty. Hidden beneath the layers can hide the cruelest things. A past a person would want to forever bury. He wore a mask to survive. But what happens when someone sees through it? 'He was supposed to be a savior. Instead, he unearthed every buried scar that I swore no one would ever see.' For a moment he hated having his scars being unveiled. But after a while, he noticed that wasn't the case. ------------ This story explores themes of trauma, emotional healing, and much more sensitive themes. Reader discretion is advised. (If you read all this you can skip the part that says: "Part I: Unearthing buried scars.")

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