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The Crimson Elf

Silax a young elf struck by a mysterious illness that takes away his ability to get stronger, yearns for a cure and a way to get stronger. Legend whispers of the World Tree, a mythical entity rumored to hold the key to ultimate power and unmatched healing. Reaching it promises not only a cure but also a chance to reclaim what was taken from him. Driven by ambition and a thirst for strength, Silax leaves home. He spends years searching until one day his efforts bear fruit. What he finds is not the blessing he anticipated, but a curse. It requires a sacrifice, a darkness that must be embraced to wield its might. A power fueled by darkness and life force absorbed from others. This dark power grants him immense strength but test his morals. Torn between ambition and morality, he must make a choice. Embrace his monstrous nature and achieve his goals at the cost of everything or give up on this power to protect the world from its danger. This is a story of the corrupting nature of power, the sacrifice and the cost of achieving ones goals, and the blurred lines between ambition and self-preservation. It's a tale that explores the lengths one might go to in the face of mortality.

kynikoiTDM · Fantasy
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106 Chs

Meeting Yvonne Again

Silax was seated in a carriage heading towards the Archivum. Tonight, he wasn't going there for research, it was only a stop, not his final destination. As he sat in the carriage, he thought back to the events from the night before.

Her had met up with Yvonne last night, at the house the Crimson Hounds had raided.

The house had been unrecognizable to Silax when he got there.

It had been painted a new color, and a family had moved into the place. Silax would've thought that he missed his way, if not for the fact that he trusted his memory and sense of direction.

After a few minutes of observing the new occupants of the house, he got a whiff of an enchanting smell. The smell was a mix between spicy and woody, and it caused him to turn his head towards the end of the street.