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The Crimson Elf

Silax a young elf struck by a mysterious illness that takes away his ability to get stronger, yearns for a cure and a way to get stronger. Legend whispers of the World Tree, a mythical entity rumored to hold the key to ultimate power and unmatched healing. Reaching it promises not only a cure but also a chance to reclaim what was taken from him. Driven by ambition and a thirst for strength, Silax leaves home. He spends years searching until one day his efforts bear fruit. What he finds is not the blessing he anticipated, but a curse. It requires a sacrifice, a darkness that must be embraced to wield its might. A power fueled by darkness and life force absorbed from others. This dark power grants him immense strength but test his morals. Torn between ambition and morality, he must make a choice. Embrace his monstrous nature and achieve his goals at the cost of everything or give up on this power to protect the world from its danger. This is a story of the corrupting nature of power, the sacrifice and the cost of achieving ones goals, and the blurred lines between ambition and self-preservation. It's a tale that explores the lengths one might go to in the face of mortality.

kynikoiTDM · Fantasie
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Animus

Silax and Caelrith were walking down a hallway, when suddenly, Caelrith raised his hand, indicating that Silax should stop.

Caelrith stared straight ahead like he was looking at something, but Silax couldn't see anything. After a few seconds of observing something only he could see, Caelrith turned to face Silax.

"What happened here?"

SIlax himself wasn't sure, all he knew of the incident was what Tyla had told him.

"I don't have all the details. All I know is an Evoker tried summoning an Animus without creating a bond with it first. Apparently, it caused a huge scene. I wasn't around when it happened, so all I have is secondhand information." 

The lines on Caelrith's face scrunched up in annoyance when he heard Silax's response.