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The Forsaken Sovereign

"The veil of sanity is a lie we tell ourselves when we gaze at the night sky, hoping, in a stifled corner of our mind, that the stars aren't gazing back." — A nameless, insignificant, yet ambitious young man once attempted to rescue his family from poverty. But as he found hope, he also stumbled upon despair. After losing everything to the darkness of death, including himself, he woke up in another world, stuck in the body of an eleven-year-old boy with a peculiar appearance. He soon discovered that he was a Celestial Offering—a holy sacrifice, carefully groomed by the Temple of Stars to be given to the Gods Beyond. His fate had already been sealed, for his blood would spill under the seven-pointed star and consecrate the birth of a new era for his nation. Armed with nothing but his wit and the trail of good fortune, he would attempt to challenge this destiny, braving the countless hurdles that lay in waiting and the unfathomable horrors they harbored. In a realm of magecraft, occult rituals, madness, and prowling Eidolons, he could only count on himself to survive, as the threat of insanity loomed over everyone equally, and nothing could slow its ineluctable embrace. — Discord: Naphulae#1813

Naphulae · Fantasi
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A Magus' Condition

The pleasant shade of passing clouds gave them relief from the harsh sun, prompting Alwina to stretch with a sigh.

"Urb Messis doesn't designate a single city, but rather a category of settlements. Oh, I should use the term farms in this case." Her pallid face turned paler, and she hugged her knees. "I used to be terrified of being thrown in one, you know? Washed-out magi with exhausted potential, subjugated mystical races, and regular people unfortunate enough to be devoid of talent—all were thrown in there, from the sick to the disabled."

Meilyr had a cruel thought, yet he queried nonetheless. "For what purpose?"

"It's obvious. In fact, your mind immediately went to it, right? A magi's instinct never fails them."

"Sacrifices," he uttered with disdain.