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Some saw the towers fall. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗰𝗲𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁. When the witnesses passed into oblivion, who can remember what really happened that terrible day? - The Yawett Safety Society is in a jumble. A disaster occurred at the towers' premises. But what exactly had happened that claimed the life of many? Burn marks on their corpses could imply only fire or bombs. But no one could claim that when no one perceived any disaster. The fact that the towers were untouched did not help. In the Yawett city, where magical powers lurk around in the corners, anything could happen. But no one dared to think it was magic, noting how uncommon it was. YSS had to find their culprit, magic or not. Commander Hawistonn and his assistant Orera caught the first suspect - a homeless boy who survived the invisible disaster, Maen. He claims that the towers fell, an unthinkable possibility. But at the same time, his declaration evoked the idea of magic. What is going on? Who is the culprit? Did the tower really fall? Find out in STORYTELLER.
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Yasmine had made a mistake. A costly, dire mistake. She'd whispered a plea in the darkness to a passing knight - save me from the dragon, and I will do anything you want - but she'd never imagined this outcome. It had been a shot in the dark, a final hurrah sort of thing, her last hope in escaping the tyrant clutches of the crimson drake who had kept her prisoner in a tall, inaccessible tower in the depths of a dark, mysterious forest. It was a tale as old as time, the Princess, held captive by some monstrous, ravenous beast that could only be bested by the greatest of heroes. Back then, Yas had believed that anything was preferable to the dragon and her captivity. Her daydreams had been of dashing heroes on beautiful white stallions come to sweep her off into the sunset, maybe claim her hand, and her kingdom, with a quick, romantic marriage. She'd been naïve. Humans, at their core, are selfish and covetous, and she should have known that if she gave her word, someone would eventually come to collect. Not out of the goodness of their hearts, no, she had been in the tower far too long for it to be that. They came for the payment. They came for her. Warning: Instances of non-consent and reluctance within the story, as well as graphic depictions of sex, violence, and gore. Mature audiences only.

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