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God of Adaptation

This is a story of a forsaken boy born in the dark side of the world. Threading in the darkness, the boy soon adapted to it. Now, with the power of darkness in his grasp, he set out to find the light.

CheekyForehead · Fantasía
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Rock Elemental

A few days later…

Slowly threading on the road towards a certain village in the periphery of Corelli Fortress was an ordinary looking carriage.

The soft sound of horse hooves hitting the stone road lightly echoed throughout the dark.

As street lamps were only to be seen inside the cities and fortresses, only the illumination provided by the cold moonlight was the means of seeing the way ahead.

The old coachman driving the carriage kept his eyes alert to scan the surroundings.

He wore layers of clothes to protect his body from the cold, his trained demeanor a proof of his experience as a coachman.

Meanwhile, inside the carriage, four children had their eyes looking out the window.

Regis and Killian were sitting on one side while Pandora and Aurelia sat on the other, facing the former two.

Like the old coachman, their eyes were alert as they scanned the area.

"It seems a little too peaceful…"