The world is run by two things, magic and money, Darion had both. My name is Darion. I'm sixteen and run the third section of the black market. I sell magical items that people want but can't get without a little first work being done. I don't have a last name just like I don't have a past. At least that's what I thought until a man named Balthazar entered my life and tolled me he was my uncle. Now I don't just run part of the black market but I also go to a school for magicians. As if that's not enough I know have to protect the entire Empire from evil forces. Yay, just what any teenager wants to do!
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