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The Last Memory
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Ongoing, First published Jun 15, 2016
Zared Collins knew that he would never live up to the names of those above him, but that doesn't stop him from at least trying to get his name out there.

In the world of mages, wizards, gods, and demons alike, your name is a gift and a curse.
It binds you and gives you godlike power. But, beware, for too much of a good thing can be disastrous.
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The Sorcerer's Apprentice

59 parts Ongoing Mature

A world where magic must be hidden from mankind is a world where mages have no reason to exist. Zara was one of them--a young woman forced to spend her days in confinement, to lessen the risks of outsiders discovering the truth. She was not human. She was, as they say, a living embodiment of a thousand year old curse upon the Kingdom and humanity as a whole. And the only way to handle a curse, is to get rid of it--which is precisely what the Kingdom has proceeded in doing for centuries--eliminating any being that contained even an ounce of enchanted blood. Zara's lived most of her life with the threat of death hanging over her head. Though this never averted her heightening curiosity about magic, nor the abilities innate within her. And when a powerful, enigmatic Sorcerer comes to her with a proposition, Zara finally sees her chance to embrace the curse she was born with. It was a chance laced with precarity and destruction, but a chance nonetheless...