The Calling
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"My host its your turn to awaken, someone has called for us. The Calling has at last been said. We must help Serenity , it is our duty" said an unknown voice in the ever curious Serenity's head. it was so sudden and powerful, she fainted.
The last words in her mind were, 'If you do not heed to the calling something disastrous will occur"
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Serenity came from the realm of the Faes , where no one except her 'parents' knew about her. Her isolation, thirst for knowledge and finding her true self will trow her into a journey where she will come out victorious with a Realm to rule or defeated with a whole wold crumbling down to nothingness.
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