Backstory

The Mark was a gift they told me. The Mark is a blessing.

When I was born, I was born with the most powerful mark known to our kind, the Enchanted Ones. It was said to give the one who received it all sorts of powers for all sorts of different things.

It was suppose to make me special.

It did the opposite.

Now I run around here in the halls of the academy and town and other random places with my friends trying to find something that never came to me. Something that was meant for me. Something meant for everyone with the Mark.

A power. At least one. Just one.

My name is Lilith Corbyn Kale.
I am 17 years old and I have no power.
Not One.