Se connecterEmilia's POVThe new star opened its eyes.For one brief moment, it was no larger than a candle flame in the endless sky. Then it expanded, pouring silver light across the newborn worlds. Wherever it touched, life stirred.The First Choice watched in wonder.“What is happening?”Orien lifted his head.“It is choosing.”I frowned. “A star can choose?”“Not the star,” he said. “The world beneath it.”The nearest unfinished world began to change. A pale blue ocean spread across its surface. Mountains rose from the water, their peaks glowing gold. Forests unfolded along the shores, and rivers carved valleys that had never existed.Then came the first sound.A heartbeat.Small. Uncertain. Alive.Wesley stepped closer.“That world is becoming real.”“But something is missing.”The First Choice looked at me. “What?”“People.”As if answering, tiny lights appeared across the landscape. One, then ten, then hundreds. They moved through the forests and gathered near the rivers—some tall, some sm
Emilia's POVThe question echoed through the First Garden.“Will you let us become?”I stood before countless doors, each concealing a world that had never been completed.No history.No kingdoms.No people who had learned to hate or love.They were possibilities.But they were also promises.The young man who had once been the Unchosen stood beside the First Choice, his pale eyes moving across the doors with wonder and fear.“They’re all waiting for you,” he whispered.I shook my head.“They shouldn’t be waiting for me alone.”The First Choice stepped closer.“But you are the one who can open them.”“That doesn’t mean I should decide what they become.”Wesley moved to my side. The bond between us glowed softly, steadying the tremor in my chest.“She’s right,” he said. “A world shouldn’t belong to the person who opens its door.”The darkness beneath the Garden stirred.The enormous hand of the Void rose again, though it remained farther away. Its fingers curled around the edges of the
Emilia's POVThe words settled over the First Garden like a curse.The Unchosen has awakened.The darkness beneath the platform rose higher, twisting around the unfinished worlds. Wherever it touched, the floating landscapes began to fade.Not destroyed.Forgotten.The child stood trembling near the edge of the platform.“Who is the Unchosen?” I asked.He looked at me.“The one who was never given a path.”The figure in the cloak of broken possibilities smiled.Its face shifted again.James.Cynthia.Darian.Wesley.Then me.“I am every life that was denied,” it said.“Every future that was rejected.”“Every soul that was never allowed to become.”Wesley raised his sword.“You’re threatening people who don’t even exist.”The figure turned toward him.“Do they not?”A wave of darkness swept across the Garden.Suddenly, Wesley staggered.I felt his pain through our bond.A vision had appeared before him.A small boy stood alone in a vast hall, surrounded by empty thrones. His hands were
Emilia's POVThe moment Wesley and I crossed the threshold, the doorway vanished behind us.Not closed.Vanished.The last sliver of light snapped out, and the silence that followed pressed against my ears so hard it hurt. I could hear my own breath, shallow and uneven. I could hear Wesley’s fingers tighten around mine.Then even those sounds seemed to disappear.No explosion.No warning.Only a vast, suffocating silence that stretched beyond the edges of existence.I looked around.We stood upon a floating platform made of pale silver stone. Its surface was cold beneath my boots, cold enough to seep through the soles. Beneath it lay an endless sea of darkness, but unlike the Void, this darkness did not feel hostile.It felt unfinished.As if something had begun to create it, then stopped before deciding what it should become.Above us hung a sky filled with incomplete stars.Some were little more than trembling sparks, flickering weakly as though they might go out at any moment.Othe
Emilia's POVThe whisper faded, but its echo remained inside my mind.Emilia...I stared into the darkness beyond the broken wall of the Archive. Countless nameless doors stretched into the distance, made of silver, black stone, crystal, bone, and stranger things that shifted whenever I looked directly at them. None had handles.The child stood before us, his silver eyes darkened by ancient sorrow.“What lies beyond them?”“Possibilities,” he said. “Unchosen paths. Lives that might have existed, but never did.”Liam studied the doors with fascination and unease. “Are they alternate worlds?”“Not exactly. They are worlds waiting for a decision.”Kael frowned. “That sounds dangerous.”“It is.”A deep vibration moved through the Archive. One of the distant doors opened, revealing a line of golden light.“Choose me...” a voice whispered.Another door opened. “Choose me instead...”Soon the corridor filled with voices. A peaceful Willowbrook Academy appeared behind one door, its students l
Emilia's POVThe doors slammed shut behind us.The sound echoed through the corridor of silver moons, sealing away the Archive chamber and everyone still standing inside it.I turned immediately.“Liam?”No answer came from the other side.“Kael?”Silence.Wesley tightened his grip on my hand.“They’re separated from us.”The small child seated at the far end of the corridor watched us without blinking.His silver eyes were ancient.Too ancient for his young face.Yet his fingers curled against the throne’s armrest, and for one fleeting moment, his shoulders drew inward like a child bracing for punishment.“Do not fear,” he said.His voice sounded like a whisper carried through countless years.“No one has been harmed.”I narrowed my eyes.“Then bring them here.”The child tilted his head.“You still believe everyone must remain together.”His gaze flicked to our joined hands before returning to my face.“Or because you fear what might happen if they stand alone?”The question unsettl
Emilia's POV Tonight was supposed to be a perfect night, marking a new beginning for Darian and me.The night we would make things official, a testament to our love over the years.I strode carefully through the hall, the clanking of glasses and the laughter that spread across everyone's lips fill
Emilia POV "Why can't I smell you?"That was the question burning on Wesley's lips as he edged slowly towards me,his breath against my neck sending a wave of electricity through me.He frowned slightly, leaning towards me as his eyes stayed on me as if trying to solve a puzzle.My heart pounded
Emilia POV Today was my first day at Willowbrook High School, the most prestigious school.My heart pounded with excitement and my nerves tensed up as I walked across the campus of Willowbrook with my school bag hanging on my broad shoulders.My name is Emilia, a half-witch and half-wolf Luna, whi
Emilia's POV He led me into the cabin. It was an old house, rusty and dusty, as if it had been abandoned for a long time.The place was shabby, with cobwebs nestled in the corners, and the clothes there were damp.“ Where is this place?” That was the question burning on my lips immediately we ente







