The Variable X

// A not-so-short description of this shitty story. Read at your own risk. \\

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Even before the Pre-Cambrian era, life seize to exist. Magic rule the world. They maintain the equilibrium between the living and the dead. Creatures who obtain magic were called Talician. They were lead by a great sturdy vigorous sorcerer who is adept at manipulating magic.

His glorious reign ended when humans took over the world. Humans waged war against the Talicians. The sorcerer once refused to fought the humans but he was left with no option for humans perceived a way on how to execute a Talician. An era of bloodshed wars prevail. Until the night of the full red moon in which the great war between them will happen, came. With no such fortune, before the night of the great war, the mighty sorcerer passed away. With his two apprentice's command, they hid on the dark shadows of revenge and anger from the merciless hands of the humans. Most of them were killed and few are lucky enough to be spared.

For many years they were prevented from breaking through the frontiers of the Human legions. What they are left to do is hide and the best way to hide is to blend in. Centuries passed and they were still on the run. Can they still have the freedom they longed to have? Will they still hold on the hope that they can be free? Is there someone out there who is brave enough to save their race? If there is, who could these be? Is it the mighty yet rare Variables? Or the known Oudes?

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