Deception. -TASTER-

Deception. -TASTER-

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‘I stood, angered, looking at my reflection, “I’m nothing more than a puppet! No control! I’m just a lifeless doll, living out my life like lines on a script.” “Oh sweetie,” I saw a ghost of a smirk rest upon my lips in my reflection. “Don’t be too hard on yourself. It’s fate, your destiny and”, I moaned “you’re oh so full of life! Licking my lips wickedly.’ * * * Up above, watching us all, perched on the highest cloud sit the souls of our one and only creators, the first beings to have ever lived, the very essence of our lives today. They foresee everything and it all gets written down in the book that holds the secrets of the past, present and future: Praeterita, et invisus,. When Anna Reynold Vanhike’s life had taken a turn for the worse she set a curse upon The Fallen. Now a prophecy has been written and it will change the life of young Serenity and a rocky path of love, deception, hatred and vengeance has been laid down in front of her.
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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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