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Galatea: The Last Whisperer

When the last whisperer is murdered, the fate of Athyria hangs in the balance. But a glimmer of hope arises in the form of a young girl, Galatea, who discovers that she has the ability to see and communicate with the fayes of Aelfrey. Suddenly, she finds herself thrust into the role of the new whisperer, with the weight of an entire land on her shoulders. Gala quickly learns that she cannot do this alone. With the help of the stern commander in chief, Alvaro, the two set out to rediscover the lost dimensions and reunite Athyria under the guidance of their sacred goddess, Dylareia. But they soon realize that they are not the only ones with an interest in this journey. As they journey through the different dimensions, Gala and Alvaro encounter unexpected allies and foes, each with their own agendas and secrets. But as their journey progresses, Gala begins to suspect that the true enemy may be closer than they ever imagined. As she grapples with her newfound power and the responsibility it brings, she must also navigate the complex relationships and intricate politics of the different beings of Athyria. Can she rise to the occasion and fulfill the prophecy, or is Athyria doomed to remain divided forever?

Missy_Castillo · Fantasy
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134 Chs

Prison Cell

"Why do I always end up doing stupid things?" She grumbled as she traced the cold bars of the dungeon they were in.

"Finally, you have realized that you have a unique talent for attracting trouble, Gala." The faye, slumped at the back of their tiny cell, commented nonchalantly.

She glared at the young warrior. "Why you're making it sound like it's my fault, Alvaro." Her voice was sharp and annoyed.

The man noticed her mood and decided to respond carefully. Getting into an argument with the stubborn girl would be the last thing he wants right now, he doesn't feel too good. It must be the effect of his sudden shrinkage due to the effect of the barrier to his faye's body. "Take it easy, Gala. Absurd anger wouldn't help us get out of this prison cell. No one's blaming you, alright?" He shifted his position into a more comfortable position.