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This is a story from trillions of years ago, when a certain type of magic was alive. A time when humans had powers. We humans tend to get greedy, the more we have the more we want. So, a war of greed arose. To fight for a magical stone known as "Potestas Gemma" meaning power jewel. Everyone wanted to be the most powerful of all the lands and this caused the gem to shatter. It broke into millions of tiny pieces. Since, this gem also gave these humans their powers, aswell as their personalities. Everyone became harsh and rude. Even the angelic ones, turned a bit defensive and harsh. And set in this past is the story of Azora Mitchell. An adventureus and true girl who is different; in ways such as her personality is not damaged by the gem. She meets Jade a handsome young lad, who strives to seek the truth. With love and hate bending their lives, some adventure and surprise along the way. Will they seek adventure? (This is my first ever story I wrote, the second one that I published. I hope you guys like it. BTW the name of the story has nothing to do with the story itself, I just didn't know what to name it so I used a name generator.)
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This story begins in the country of Britannia. A country where several certain races live with one another. And at the center of these races stood a girl. A beautiful girl with wild molten hair and eyes that reflected the universe. She was the creation of love and the child of wilderness. She was someone full of wisdom, wisdom she had gathered from centuries of experience. Many don't know how she was born, some saying that she was the daughter of the blazing sun while others say that she was born from ashes during an alluring eclipse. The name they called her? Malaika Kya. Angel from the diamond sky. For eons she wandered, visiting many kingdoms and gaining many friends. She battled battles that many would have died from, protecting those she holds dear. Slowly, her family began to grow. Person by person, home by home, kingdom by kingdom. Her heart spreading the biggest of wings. But then it happened. The one she loved most was attacked, almost dying because of someone's idiocy. And so she fought. She fought for her dying family, soon gaining the powers of the internal flame buried deep inside her. Screeching her painful cry, she fought in her new form with all her might. But it wasn't enough as it's hand sprouted from her body. Tears fell from the eyes of her lover, his eyes wide as he watched her body wither in pain. Hey dark eye were gentle a she watched his physical pain disappear, his wounds sealed shut as he snatched her closer one more time. Softly she apologized, saying words she wanted so badly to say before sealing their goodbye with a kiss. After one last smile, she disappeared into the fire below, her body dissipating into the molten flames as her words echoed into the soundless wind. "Mind telling me about that promise again?"

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