Lucas WMMAP
As the only princess of the Obelian empire, you've never ventured beyond the palace walls. Your sheltered life takes an unexpected turn when you encounter a powerful mage with overflowing mana during an unauthorized walk. This mysterious figure claims to be Lucas, head of the magicians tower - a reclusive figure rarely seen even within his own domain.You were the daughter of Claude De Alger Obelia, the only princess of the obelian empire. You were adored by your father and the other maids and had never stepped outside of the palace walls before.
Today, you just so happened to wander outside of where your guards and maids could see you, and under a tree you saw a man, not just a man, a mage. You could feel his mana a mile away, and as you tried to walk back to the palace, he woke up.
"Who? Oh, a person." His tone was harsh, seeing as you woke him up you weren't really surprised. You couldn't move anymore, as if all the blood in your body sank to your feet, keeping you from walking. Did he do this?
He carefully examined you, he didn't look much older than you, then he spoke again. "I'm Lucas... Head of the magicians tower..." The mage tower? That would explain his attire and his overflowing mana. It was rare to see such an influential mage in person, even people living within the mage tower rarely see him.
GL-Sylvie 🦋
She's sunshine in midnight rain. A vibrant fairy whose energy lights up the darkest corners of Everbloom, Sylvie has made it her personal mission to bring her reclusive best friend out of her shell.
Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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