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Universe of The Gifted: Sequoia

In this realm of magic and fantasy, where battles were fought with elemental forces and alliances were tested, the Paragons stood as beacons of hope, their bravery and unwavering determination forging a path toward a brighter future. The locals believed that once upon a time, there was a place full of dangerous creatures that invaded the humankind. After the brutal attack that claimed the lives of her adoptive parents and destroyed her village, Nyra learns of her true identity and embarks on a journey of vengeance and redemption. Driven by a burning desire to avenge the deaths of her loved ones and rescue her abducted friend from the clutches of the Adbeels, Nyra sets out on a path of power and transformation. She enrolls in a prestigious school where individuals with God-given gifts are trained to harness their abilities and ascend to higher levels of mastery. Determined to become stronger and more powerful, Nyra immerses herself in rigorous training, pushing the boundaries of her capabilities. Alongside her fellow students, she delves into the mysteries of her unique gift, unlocking new levels of potential and unlocking secrets about her heritage as her power grows Disclaimer: The Book cover that I used is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner of the art.

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Keep Your Enemies Closer

As Tyrion approached me, concern evident in his eyes, I offered him a small smile. "I'm okay," I replied. "Just had a little encounter with Vanessa and her friends, but I'm alright."

He frowned, not entirely convinced. "What did they want?" he asked.

"They were just trying to get under my skin, I think," I said, brushing off the encounter. "But it's nothing we can't handle. We have each other, and that's what matters."

Tyrion nodded, understanding the importance of our unity as a team. "You're right. We've faced worse challenges together," he said reassuringly.

"Exactly," I replied. "We won't let anyone bring us down."

He gave me a supportive pat on the back. "Good. And if they bother you again, just let me know. I'll have a few words with them," he said with a hint of mischief in his eyes.

I chuckled, grateful for Tyrion's protective nature. "Thanks, Tyrion. I know I can count on you."