THE LUNA’S ASCENSION
A lullaby my mother used to sing, one that spoke of wolves, moons, and a shadow waiting to rise.
Suddenly, it all made sense. The deity wasn’t just an enemy—it was part of my past. The lullaby wasn’t a warning; it was a message, a reminder that I carried the power to rewrite the prophecy.
Just as I prepared to unleash the magic within me, the ground split open beneath us, sending jagged cracks through the battlefield. The energy pulsing from the rift shifted, chaotic and unpredictable.
And then I saw it—the truth hidden in plain sight. The deity wasn’t just an ancient force; it was tied to my family’s bloodline. Not an adversary, but a twisted reflection of who we had become over centuries o
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