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They warned us not to use dark magic, but I was never one to listen. Stygian, they call it. Some say it was magic borne of the stars, like each of us. Others claimed that it came from the umbra. I can't be sure of its exact origin, but I do know that they were right about one thing: it comes with a cost. You may not know what debt you owe to the Stygian until it comes to collect. Because make no mistake, the Stygian will take what is owed, whether you give it or not. Everyone is born with a fate, and everyone must fulfill it. Many try to stop their fate from taking course, but the Gods above never let anyone slip through the cracks. I was an archer, a common girl in a common family, until one day I did the very thing that had once been deemed impossible: I defied my fate. But then the Stygian came to collect what was owed. There are monsters that hunt these lands, that hide on the outskirts of every kingdom and in between borderlines, and they are not kind. I am one with the monsters now. And when I walk into the darkness, they welcome me. There is only one other like me; the shadow king. They told me not to go near him; but we are connected now. Drawn together by the darkness inside us. The darkness we now share. They want to destroy him, and they want to use me to do it. What they don't know is if i'll let them.
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