Lores of fate: Seer's End

LORES OF FATE

In the very beginning of the world when shifters, witches and dark creatures were yet to walk the earthly planes, the gods of six fates made a home for themselves in the lands of Luminara. Carving territories with their favourite creations. Once bored of this star, they left behind little pieces of themselves in the bodies of magick creations to guide and watch over their territories, hiding gifts beneath their skins. Yet, in their boredom, they seem to be playing a game of fated chess against each other; their pieces are those creatures that walk alongside the humans they created.

LORELAI

My mind has always struggled with the web of questions it holds.

I refuse to believe the world has forgotten the time before the reign of the power-thirsty king. I tire of the bleeding future held for women in Asterous. Our freedom came at a cost, to forget the old ways and embrace the god of mankind.

My path out of here won’t be easy, the beatings I’ve received tell me as much.

A change of fate holds the secrets to my heritage, shattering my heart in the process.

I’m caught in the middle of a war I didn’t start. I can’t trust him; his eyes hold too much pain.

It’s the eyes that always get me.

JASPER

Magick hums through my veins, the beast rattles violently at the bones in my chest at the mere sight of her. She’s mine for the taking, not his.

The mind has always been a fragile thing, easily warped and destroyed…if I chose it.

The threads of fate cannot be denied, it’s our lore. The balance must be kept.

Whether her mind can withstand its unravelling remains to be seen, and I’ll take pleasure in knowing I was a part of her undoing. The feral side of me that thirsts for her fear, her pain.

I’m coming for you, Ory. It’s time you came home.