Emelie
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#ONC2026 |🏅Round 1 Ambassador Pick | Speaking to the dead is permitted, but raising the dead is forbidden. After discovering an unlikely copy of The Necrotic Guide, budding necromancer Emelie is both delighted and disgusted by the powers the book promises. Will it be enough to speak to her lost love again?
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Three hundred years in the future, life on Earth isn't what you would expect it to be. The world has been ravaged by war. Many technological and medical advances have perished. Caste systems are put into place, and many are enslaved. Food is scarce except for those of the ruling party. Nico, a young princess of the Unified World Order, deals with a stepmother and stepsister who hate her, grief for her recently passed mother, and her best friend's slave status. When Nico finds that a scary-looking visitor has come not just to court her but to marry her, she does what is forbidden and goes into the woods. While she is saying goodbye to her late mother, another odd, but beautiful, stranger appears to rescue her and leads her on a journey greater than anything she ever would have imagined. Perhaps a path beyond your wildest imagination. I utilized prompts: 66. A strange message arrives, written in your own handwriting, but it's dated years in the future. As you read, you realize it warns you about something only you can change. 104. While wandering in the woods, you dismiss the rustling behind you as nothing more than the wind through the trees until you turn around and realize it isn't the wind at all.

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