The World Above
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For the first time in the history of Magix, two humans rise to the throne. One, a highschooler; named Haven, as the next Queen. The other a young ceo; named Felix, as the next King. United by a vision to fulfil and a duty to carry out. Together they learn, accept, fall in love and go through hellish challenges while trying to stop the dark mastermind, who wants more than just power to rule.
Will they survive what destiny has in store for them and break barriers that were never broken before? Do they have what it takes to protect their loved ones and the world? The fate of the past, the present and future is in their hands.
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