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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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The Council has summoned you

I woke up feeling better than I had in days. The tension from Thalira's confrontation still lingered in the back of my mind, but it was muted, overshadowed by the warmth of Lise's arms around me.

Her steady breathing, soft against my neck, was a comforting rhythm that grounded me in the moment. I stayed still, savoring the peacefulness of it all.

The first rays of morning light were just beginning to filter through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. I turned my head slightly, careful not to disturb Lise, and let my eyes wander over her features.

Even in sleep, she looked strong and beautiful, her muscles toned and defined beneath the softness of her skin. There was a serene intensity to her that I found mesmerizing a combination of grace and power that was uniquely hers.

As I traced the lines of her jaw with my eyes, Lise began to stir, her grip on me tightening slightly before her eyes fluttered open.