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When Was The First Xania

When the secrets bloom.

Elara Taylor was living a happy and comfortable life with her only living family member, Kaelion Taylor, her brother and anchor. But the fate was never fair to begin with, how can it let her be? On her 18th birthday, instead of a grand birthday cake and gift that her brother had promised her, she found something that toppled her world upside down, a letter left by her brother, telling her he will be going on a secret mission, as he disappeared in thin air. But that was not enough, fate played another game with her when she was given the news of her brother's death, even his body was not found. Unable to accept her brother's death, Elara took it upon herself to find Kaelion, even if he was dead, she must find his body at the very least. Accompany Elara as she, driven by her unyielding resolve to find her missing brother, ventures into a world that defiles all reason. Surrounded by a treacherous web of secrets, betrayal, and forgotten truths, with fragments of memory as her only guide, she is haunted by visions of a life she can't explain. As the lines between reality and illusion blur, she must unravel the mysteries surrounding her brother's disappearance, confront the shadows of a past she doesn't belong to, and navigate a path fraught with danger. But with every step closer to truth, the question remains-- will she find him, or lose herself entirely? The cover image isn't mine. I took it from Pinterest, so tell me if it belongs to someone, and I'll change it.
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When The Sun Bleeds

The sky wept in crimson. A deep, unnatural red bled across the heavens, drowning Velmoria’s golden sunrise in an eerie, suffocating glow. The air was thick with an unshakable stillness, as if the world itself held its breath. Crowds gathered in the city streets, heads tilted upward in fearful awe at the sight of the blood-red eclipse—a celestial event unseen in Velmoria’s long history. In the heart of the empire, within the grand halls of the Imperial Palace, the echoes of a woman’s anguished cries shattered the silence. The Empress was in labor. Nobles and servants alike stood frozen in the corridors, their hands clenched in prayer, their faces pale with worry. For hours, her screams had filled the palace, each one weaker than the last. The royal physicians worked desperately, but the Empress—Velmoria’s radiant star, beloved by all—was fading. And then, silence. The heavy stillness that followed was more terrifying than her screams. A single cry pierced the air—the wail of a newborn. The moment the child took his first breath, the doors to the birthing chamber burst open, and a cloaked figure stumbled forward—an old seer, his eyes wide with horror. He raised a trembling hand toward the heavens, his voice cracking like brittle parchment. "The sun has bled to mark his birth!" he cried. "He will be the harbinger of ruin—the flames that will consume Velmoria!" His voice carried through the halls, past the nobles, past the gathered guards—out into the city, where the terrified people turned their eyes away from the red eclipse and toward the palace. A prince had been born. A cursed prince.
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