The Blood Moon Ascendance
J.D Petersmy sister stole my mate, and i let hertouching my mommom said it's my turni can't believe my little sister is this cute
he asked, his words heavy with the weight of memory.
I shook my head impatiently, eager to hear his tale. "Tell me," I commanded, my voice tinged with anticipation.
Zion took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. "We performed the greater ritual of evocation to the moon goddess," he began, his voice trembling with emotion. "But something went wrong—terribly wrong. We brushed against something... saw something that should never have been seen. We... We probably awakened something better left asleep. We invited it into the world."