Elixir’s POVI had seen monsters.I had seen gods.But nothing prepared me for the sight of myself—many times over.They stepped from the shadows in silence.Each version of me had something different in their eyes.One wore a crown of bone.One carried a staff wreathed in smoke.One had no mouth—her silence screaming louder than any voice.They circled the temple’s entrance like sentinels of a truth I hadn’t asked to face.Lucian’s growl was low, protective, and rising. “What is this?”Soren moved to my right, his presence calm but alert. “Are they illusions?”Ewen reached for a blade he rarely used. “They’re something worse. They’re possibilities.”I stepped forward before any of them could act.The fire inside me responded—too fast, too eagerly.It pulsed in my palms, wrapping my fingers in divine heat, ready to defend or destroy.The version of me with the bone crown smiled softly, almost motherly.“You found the flame,” she said. “But you haven’t asked the question that matters m
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