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Lone as Moon

On that night, as I walked aimlessly through the alleys with tears streaming down my face, I kept mumbling, “I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life.” I was so immersed in my self-wallow that I didn't realize how far I had wandered up the mountain until I tripped on a rock and landed on my right knee. “*Hissed* How do I walk back down limping?” I murmured into the silence, unsure of what to do next. Just as I was about to find my way back down, something caught my eye at the top of the mountain, just a few steps away from me. A flower was glowing there, radiant and mysterious, and I couldn't help but feel intrigued by its presence. I limped towards it, ignoring the pain in my knee, my gaze fixed on the flower as if it held the answers to my troubles. As I stepped closer, I heard a rustling noise behind the bushes. “Hello, is someone there?” I called out gently, but deep down, I figured it was just a rabbit or something. My attention remained on the flower, its beauty ethereal, enhanced by the full moon hanging in the sky. Just then, I felt an odd sense of courage wash over me, and I decided to touch the flower. As my fingers made contact, I was unprepared for what happened next: the flower's glow transferred to me, slowly causing it to wither away. “No, no, what did I do?” Panic surged through me as I tried to brush the glow off my body, but instead, it became even more blinding. Suddenly, I felt something leave me, and whoosh—I was lifted off the ground, emitting a fog-like glow as the world around me darkened. “*Gasp* Where am I?” I opened my eyes wide, darting them around in confusion, trying to make sense of everything. “Was it just a dream?” I wondered aloud, but everything looked so familiar; I found myself in my room, yet something felt profoundly different. I stood up, intent on freshening up, but paused when I noticed my fingernails—they were ash-colored and longer than before. I didn’t remember getting a manicure, so what was happening? I pushed those thoughts aside and stripped down to take a quick shower, but that’s when I let out a startled scream. A massive flower tattoo covered my back! “H—how? I didn't do this, right?” Confusion and disbelief washed over me, but beneath it all, a thrill of anticipation began to stir within me. What had transpired? What did it mean for the future? The events of that night felt like a catalyst for something far greater, and I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was about to change in ways I could hardly comprehend.
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Wanderer's Tale

The Expanse, a being as old as time itself, roamed the vast universe. It's gaze pierced through the vast universe it has roamed ever since its birth. It continued it's journey until it noticed something that caught its attention. It's gaze now landed upon a specific world, one that was of larger size than those around it. . . . The kind looking boy was seen staring reverently at one of his family's old portraits that hung upon their walls. His eyes shined with luster. An oath was sworn that day, never to be broken. Ad Aeternae Virtutis. To Eternal Valor. The girl looked at the broken sword in her hand. She shook her head and closed her eyes, meditating. The sound of swords clashing reverberated across the fields soon after. The aspiring tinkerer winced as his invention got destroyed before his eyes. All that time spent toiling away, yet it was for naught. But he must prove them all wrong, he'll show them all what he can do, so that they won't dare to look at him with those eyes ever again. The pompous elf princess watched in awe as the moon shined and brought light to the quiet palace, the young servant stood close beside her, smiling. The unspoken promise was made, with the night sky as its witness. The boy with rat ears wook up in the woods. Realizing he had been abandoned, he cried. A voice called out to him for aid. The young ratkin wandered in search of the voice, seeking company. The demon watched on in despair at the massacre before him. He wondered if his kind would ever be free from this neverending cycle. Will the blood they shed ever wash away their past sins? The bored spirit can be found drifting along in the Forest of Tears. The spirit wandered in search of something interesting. It must first seek out a way to satiate its hunger before it may find its eternal rest. An angel can be seen washed ashore in a faraway island, unconscious. But what caught the being's eyes more was... . . . An unnamed boy could be seen roaming the streets of one of the many cities of Zwelbanneir. He would be the start of this grand journey, and the link between the stories that will unfold. He knows not much of the world around him, but soon he will be forced to understand and learn. He shall be the fated Lodestar. He is the one and only wielder of the 'Fool' Card, that which marks a new beginning not only for him, but for the world as well.
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