The One Snap Boy
Marcus Grant was a special child. Anything he wanted, he could have with a snap of his fingers. But life like that gets boring. He snapped away comfort, and his power, and thrust himself into a new world. One with new people to meet, new things to do, and new challenges to conquer. If you enjoy, be sure to drop some stones! You can contact me here: Discord: Stormzz#4473 My other work (WSA): https://www.webnovel.com/book/system-of-legends-i-will-lead-them-all!_23117959906254205
- The Condell Mine
"I've got to ask," Bran said. "Why me? Out of everyone you could have asked to help you with this, why me? Weren't you with Elanor, or any of the other Shadowstriders?"
"It's probably best if they get involved in this as little as possible. Since you're already here, I figured I'd ask you for help," Marcus answered. "Besides, there's a couple of things that I wanted to know about."
"Like what?"
"Is the Guard as much of a shitshow as I had figured it to be?"
"As you figured it to be? It's pretty good there. The only issue is that there seems to be some faction in there that believes in superiority over the people who are not a part of the Guard."
Marcus's face shifted as he heard the news of the faction. "What else do you know about them?" he asked in a sombre tone.
"Nothing, not really. I only knew about them because Commander Vayne warned me about them."
"Okay. That's good, at least."
"Why? What do you know about them?"