System Call: Opehlion Protocol

System Call: Opehlion Protocol

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Fantasy
In a medieval world of Caelrevia where magic draws directly from the body, every spell consumes something vital; internal heat, bodily fluids, nutrients, vitamins; there is no mana, only life. Everyone is born with the ability to wield, but only the wealthy can afford to cast it. At the top of the arcane order sit the Administrators, bearers of the Ophelion Protocol; gold rings that exempt them from magic's cost and grant them control over time, towns, and the laws of casting itself. Beneath them, a rigid hierarchy governs access to resources, spellcasting rights, and even bodily autonomy. Magic is both power and punishment. The poor waste away trying to cast a single spell. The rich burn cities without breaking a sweat. Rebellion brews as the desperate Strains and broken Wicks seek to challenge a system built on consumption, but how do you fight gods when you starve every time you raise your hand? "Your body is the spellbook. Rip out every page."
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