Indefinitely on hold. I am a college student now and I haven't been on wattpad in three years. My apologies "Everyone has to die, Arvind. Everything has its time." There are five realms in the land of Chi. But ripped apart by thousand-year feuds, the cold shoulder, and the emerging trouble of the Sickness, war is looming and rapidly approaching. Devastation is just around the corner. A Glow can be kindled with even the smallest spark of hope. You carry it. You bring it to others. It lights their own. There still is hope. And there is always someone to carry the Glow The one who carries the spark does not know it, not until their time is right. But they have the brightest Glow. And they will change the realms. Tl:Dr this is a basic 'on a quest' story. It's very roughly done, so as I'm editing, there may be inconsistencies. Read if you dare, I suppose.
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