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Death, Devotion, Dissonance

Death, Devotion, Dissonance describes the story of Evin, a boy who learns he’s a mage in his 10th birthday. Finally, he could get rid of the Voice stuck in his head. After ten years of being thought as a lunatic by everyone around him, finally, he could be free of it. After all, mages are said to be able to do anything, right? A little Voice in his head shouldn’t be too hard to handle. However, things do not go as Evin planned. Turns out, the Voice in his head allows him to cast magic in a way accessible to only nobility of the kingdom. This new revelation puts Evin in the spotlight, as many people become curious as to why a commoner knows such things… Everyone seems to suddenly want something from him. Circumstances force Evin to trust the Voice in his head and listen to its advice, as he suddenly realizes that it’s the only ally he has inside the Academy. How will the relationship between these two develop? Will Evin be able to separate from the Voice or will he have to keep relying on it? What is the Voice and what is its purpose in the first place? ----- Author's notes: Ummm, If you want something light and fun, the novel's probably not for you. That doesn't mean it's hard to read, though. I, personally, do not believe in labyrinthine descriptions and over-convoluted terminologies. You'll know exactly what you're reading about and won't need to waste braincells trying to understand my sentences (unless I wanna pull a sneaky on ya and intentionally make things confusing). But thematically, the story's gonna be quite dark and heavy, especially in the earlier chaps. I do promise you'll be rewarded for it all later with satisfying characters and conclusions to plots, and I hope you can join me in this journey. Thank you for checking the novel out. uwuwu. Also, If you want more info about this novel, then you can check out my review of it. ----- 11 (ish) Chaps weekly. ----- Cover Art by Bactewia. May the Empress bless that potato's hands. Link to her post here: https://www.instagram.com/p/CNPrJRJF_16/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link ---- -----

NakedApron · Fantasy
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254 Chs

The Black Mist

The start of the competition wasn't as exciting as Endra thought it would be. He knew that Arza and the others were attacking the Arcvallen class. Three would be scouting to see what the other three classes' attack squads would be up to and then regrouping with the rest.

As he was waiting, Phel came running. 

"The Crownshield class is making their way here, a total of ten people. The Torgaza's attacking them, while Arcvallen's attacking Torgaza."

"So we're just making a circle, basically?" Endra laughed.

"Yeah," Phel nodded. "Also, the Arcvallen class's attack team was made of 19 students. I think they're trying to catch every class's Helm-bearer one by one before finishing with you."

"I'm guessing Eliseline's the Helm-bearer?"

"Yes."

"Well, we'll see what happens," Endra replied. "Good luck fighting her."

"You too," Phel nodded and flew away.