Everyone has a legacy. A family name. Everyone except me. Everyone carries something. I carry nothing. I never asked to be dragged into this world. I wasn't raised for it. No years of training, no family legacy teaching me how to bow to the right heir and bare my teeth at the wrong one. I Power here is both a shield and a curse. And then there's him. He is the storm I cannot predict, yet cannot resist. The one they all bow to. Untouchable, merciless, born with fire in his veins and ice in his stare. This Academy forgives no weakness, and it forgets even less. But with him standing before me- I can't yet tell if he is my ruin... or my reason to rise.
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