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Become a top mage at all costs

Eileen Caldwell had always been the epitome of a laid-back individual. From her early years to her teens, her passion for leisure rivaled that of any professional napper. School was merely a necessary inconvenience, and she found herself comfortably situated at the bottom of her class hierarchy, much to the chagrin of her teachers and the bemusement of her peers. However, all of this changed on her 18th birthday signaling her transition into adulthood, a mysterious system was activated, one that would upend her world of sloth and slumber. Gone were the days of lounging around without consequence; instead, Eileen found herself thrust into a destiny she could scarcely have imagined. This newly activated system, with its stern mandate against idleness, revealed to Eileen her true potential: she was destined to become one of the most formidable mages the world had ever seen. No longer could she while away the hours in blissful ignorance; instead, she was called upon to harness her latent magical abilities and rise to the challenge that lay before her.

K_Mopo · LGBT+
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It feel like home

As the quiet of the garden deepened, the warmth of Lise's hand in mine became more than just a comfort it was an anchor.

The weight of everything we had been through, the battles fought, the risks taken, and the overwhelming uncertainty of the future, seemed to melt away in the simple act of holding her hand.

For a moment, I closed my eyes, breathing in the soft, fragrant air, letting it fill me with a sense of peace I hadn't felt in a long time.

When I opened my eyes again, Lise was looking at me with that same gentle expression that made my heart skip a beat.

Her eyes, a deep shade of blue in the moonlight, seemed to hold the universe in them. There was a softness there, a vulnerability I didn't often see in her, and it made this moment feel even more intimate. 

"Let's get out of here," Lise said, her voice barely above a whisper, but it carried the weight of so much more. It wasn't just about leaving the garden.