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The Server's Chronicle: A Fantasy Of Faith

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.
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Soul Trade

In the shadowy realm of magic and destiny, there exists a tale that defies all conventional understanding - the story of Aeburt, a young man once branded as the most worthless, most idiotic individual in the magical world. What can a soul truly purchase when bartered to a demon? Is it: Breathtaking beauty? Raw, unbridled power? Immeasurable wealth? Absolute dominion? Or something far more complex and mysterious? Imagine a world where a single soul trade could transform the very fabric of existence. Aeburt, once considered utterly talentless, makes a pact that would shake the foundations of reality itself. Miraculously, the most extraordinary beings begin to gravitate towards him: A mesmerizing Medusa Queen, whose gaze could petrify entire armies The continent's most infamous first traitor A dark genius of magic whose very name made kingdoms tremble These legendary figures - each powerful beyond mortal comprehension - inexplicably find themselves drawn into the orbit of this once-dismissed "waste" of a human. The question burns like wildfire: Can such a person still be called a "waste"? This is not merely a story of revenge or power. It is an epic of transformation, of a nobody ascending to become the ultimate somebody. A tale that challenges everything humanity believes about potential, destiny, and the true price of ambition. When Aeburt sold his soul, he didn't just acquire power - he unleashed a force that would rewrite the very laws of magic and fate. The Soul Trade begins. A legend is born. The world will never be the same.
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