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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

Oleander

Silax thought of the notion of separate camps in such an organization, and wondered if they were two hands working together, or if they were separate factions working towards separate goals.

"Do the Purifiers and Wardens work together, or is there a sort of division between them? Also, is there a way to identify what camp a Hound belongs to?"

"Despite their shared goal of hunting down vampyres, the Crimson Hounds aren't a monolithic entity. The Purifiers believe in the complete eradication of all vampyres, while the Wardens want to enslave every vampyre."

Beatrice raised both of her hands, with her palms facing upward. Red energy was being emitted from her palms, which she began to change into different different shapes.

On her right palm was a ball that seemed to bleed with a deep red light. On the left was a thin, curved slice of light in the shape of a crescent.