Azriel Capoue - The secrets of Al
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Eight years ago, Azriel's life took a tragic turn when, in a bizarre accident, she found herself submerged while attempting to wash dirt off her beloved stuffed rabbit. Miraculously, she neither succumbed to death nor fully returned to life; instead, she lingered in a state of suspended animation, her existence marked by shallow breaths and immobility.
However, the passage of time eventually coaxed Azriel back to consciousness. To her dismay, the awakening brought with it a devastating revelation - her father, mother, and sister had met a gruesome end, victims of an inexplicable and brutal murder.
Haunted by grief and enveloped in a fog of confusion, Azriel struggled to come to terms with the harsh reality that awaited her upon regaining consciousness. The weight of the unknown pressed heavily on her shoulders, and she felt an unrelenting need to uncover the truth behind the tragedy that befell her family. Yet, in her pursuit of answers, she found herself ensnared in a web of uncertainty, with no leads or clues to guide her. Well... that was until she drew her first transmutation circle. Everything started to change after that.
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