Abbadon Rising - (NaNoWriMo2016)

Welcome to Midall, a religious world of magic, technology, and politics. On Midall everyone is born with a gem pattern that dictates their station in life. There are three castes, and the gem pattern you're born with decides which caste you'll spend your life in.

Abi Crown was an acolyte in the Church of Her Lady, the all seeing Holy Mother who gifted all of the Midalians with the power of their gems. She'd been serving at the Cathedral since she lost her family in a fire when she was two, and she served under the Abbadon. Abi was a fire Elemental, but she also could do other things, things that Elementals weren't supposed to be able to do, things reserved for Planetaries only. As Abi explored her new powers, she attracted the attention of many influential people; people who want to use her inexplicable gift, and people who want her dead.

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She saw glimpses of a future tinged in red anger, and a future filled with grey uncertainty. She saw so many different paths for this Planetary to take, but the most predominant future she saw was a future bathed in purple vanity and green disgust, supported by a blue base of power Abi wondered what could possibly create such future. She traced the path of this future back to the present, and she saw a flash of herself, sitting at the table and holding Planetary Saturn's hand. In the vision she could see the form of someone behind her wielding Light, and she knew she'd been tricked right before she felt the slam of the Light's power into her gems, forcing the power back into her gems and causing her to lose consciousness.