Fading Light

Fading Light

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In an age where war devours what remains of humankind, violence, hunger, and fear define every day. Branded as witches, women are burned or impaled alongside their children, while men on distant fields lose their lives-or their sanity. Amid this desolation, seven beings cross paths at an ancient castle, each of them shaped in their own way by the ruin around them. Yet all seek the same thing. Unaware of the forces moving behind the veil, they make choices that could alter existence itself-for when the light of the Last One fades, the world ends with it. Authors note It all began during a double period of advanced history class, when the memory of our last round of 'The Dark Eye' was far more captivating than World War II: the witch's first steps, hastily scribbled in pencil on a scrap of paper... Six friends and a little sister, babysat between candlelight and clattering dice. Today, 25 years later, this work finally receives the attention from me that it has always deserved. For Stevy, Fabi, Pina, Björn, Lars, and Aiden. ! Trigger warning ! This story contains themes such as child abuse, the death of children, derogatory attitudes toward physical disabilities, descriptions of murder, decay, and violence against others.
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"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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