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They call me a mage of light, but light has never truly belonged to me. What lives in my chest is no gift, it is a curse. A mark that burns, binding me to powers I cannot control, a mark that the Shadow Herald himself hunts, whispering that one day it will consume me whole.
I should have told Kael. I should have told him long ago, before the secrets turned into chains of their own. But how could I confess, to the boy who fights at my side, who smiles as if I were his sun, when every truth I hold could shatter what we have?
The Heart of Dawn was supposed to save us. Instead, it revealed me. At the Academy of Eldoria, shadows slipped past ancient wards, and students fell screaming. In my desperation, I burned myself nearly to death to keep them safe.
Now Kael, Calista, Thorne, even little Vivi, they fight beside me, yet I wonder how long they'll stay once they learn the whole truth.
This is not a tale of chosen heroes. It is a tale of a cursed girl who wields light with shaking hands, and who loves with a heart chained in shadow.