Luminous
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Sep 14, 2015
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Fantasy
In a divided world split into two, Light and Dark or so everyone thinks. The Lovelia and the Braveria take the side of Light while the Hatotam and the Weakotum take Dark. The Lovelia are kind and loving with gifts to fit their purpose, where as the Bravaria are the warriors of Light and also have gifts for their purpose. The Hatotum are full of loathsome and cause chaos to destroy everything and the Weakotum is for the worthless and the useless. But know one ever knew there was another Force inbetween the two. The Luminous.They shine the Light in the Dark. As of now people are now finding out what they are Luminous and joining together for a purpose that they do not know. One girl Odetta, is a Lovelia who has always felt she doesn't fit in to her Emotiaè (Lovelia, Braveria, Hatotum and Weakotum). Her mother is mysteriously killed which then brings Odetta to escape Lovelia but she doesn't know why. Tasks await Odetta and the rest of the Luminous.
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