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CHAPTER 26- THE AFTERMATH (|)
A lot of things have changed since Lia’s failed (and near fatal) awakening. From the moment she regained consciousness, long before she gained enough strength to flutter her eyelids, she knew something was wrong. Horribly wrong.
Every member of the supernatural world has the orifice of life essence, known in jezik besmrtnika, the generic language of the supernatural world, it is referred to as būtības atverei.
It is a metaphysical aperture that exists in the innards of the mortal body of a supernatural being. Created by forces beyond the confines of logical reasoning, the orifice is what actually determines if you are a member of the supernatural race or not.
From conception, up till the end of adolescence i.e the Awakening, the orifice of life essence remains dormant, allowing them live partially magic-free lives. Partially, because magic can never truly be confined. Thus, all applications of magic that require the use of life essen
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