Shattered pact
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In the world of Lumeris, magic drifts like dust in sunlight, unseen by most.
But for some, there comes a day when their eyes open to it-a shimmering glow that hangs in the air. The Aether.
When that day comes, it means they've been chosen.
Chosen to perform the Pact.
The Pact is an ancient ritual where the chosen surrender themselves to magic-and in return, the Aether grants them a single gift: an Affinity.
There are Ten Affinities, each one a piece of the world's balance:
Fire
Ice
Shadow
Healing
Illusion
Metal
Wind
Stone
Plants
Lightning
Each Affinity grants power, but each exacts a cost. Fire burns its wielder as easily as it does enemies. Shadow users feel darkness creeping into their thoughts. The Arcanum, keepers of magical law, teach that the Ten are enough. That the Ten are safe.
And so, the Pact is the great dividing line.
Before it, you are ordinary.
After it, your life is no longer your own.
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