They say you're born with magic-or you're not. And it seem like fate has chosen me to be the latter. In Aurumhold, magic if a vital part of the country's functions. No mana, meant you are almost guaranteed to have a nothing job doing nothing of importance. Stuck as just the alchemist's weird kid, known more for scaring off neighbors than making friends. My parents? They never talk about the past. And our little potion shop? It's barely holding together. Alchemy's all I have. It's not flashy, and it's not real magic-not the kind that moves mountains or calls down fire. But it's something. A way to build, to fix, to fight... maybe even change things. Because I'm tired of being powerless. Tired of being told what I can't be. Maybe I wasn't born a mage. But that doesn't mean I won't find power anyway. Discord server: discord.gg/zSsRFdvWAX
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