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In the beginning, there were only the Primordials.
From their pride came the Aesymar, divine children who carried fragments of their makers’ power.
Among the Aesymar, twelve rose above the rest.
Elaren, the morta...
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Whatever the truth, the Primordials were long gone.
Olinthar, mightiest of the Twelve, claimed the highest throne as King of Gods.
Twelve at the apex, the remaining Aesymar beneath them, and in time, the divine-born ...
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Divine power bled into the m...
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Some mortals changed, touched by sparks too great fo...
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Thus came the Trials of Ascension, a crucible where the power-touched could p...
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twenty-six years.
Love
So they created the Trials of Ascension. Every decade, those with gifts were gathered, tested, broken down, and rebuilt in the gods' image. A few would ascend to join the pantheon. The rest would die, their power reclaimed by the Aesymar.
"Osythe lives with her lover in Draknavor now," Dorna finished. "Their son ascended in the last Trials—Xül, Warden of the Damned.
Xul is the love interest obviously
When he lowered his hood, the firelight revealed features that were beautiful in the way sharp edges were beautiful—perfect and cold and somehow wrong.
"It's me."
"It means the best way to save your brother is to survive the Proving yourself. Gain their favor, their interest. Make them want to keep you around."
"Give them a display they've never witnessed" "And if I can't?" "Then you'll join the ranks of those who tried and failed. But I don't think that will be your fate."
Chavore. My half-brother.
Prob a freak
Your sun-drenched skin.
No one talks like that
He was tall and lean, built like a weapon wrapped in divine flesh. Bronze skin stretched over sharp cheekbones and a jaw that could cut glass. His hair was braided and woven with golden beads. But it was his eyes that stole my breath—one burned pure gold, bright and predatory as a hawk's. The other was completely black. And settling over his full lips, hung a golden ring pierced through his nose.
This is starting to feel predictable
He looked so much like Thatcher. Like me.
They had no idea what they'd actually unleashed.
Who knows a father better than his son?
I was Thais Morvaren, wielder of stars, and I had come here to learn how to kill a god.
Cataclysm Incarnate.
Witnesses described the Primordial as capable of turning a warrior's own blood against them, making their bones brittle as glass.
force that could bend matter to its will with mere thought. Mountains of flesh became fluid, plants became dust.
Just like what Vivros could do.
Thatcher possessed Primordial power.
He practically dripped in gold.
Me too king
I was nothing more than a political pawn,
knew I sounded childish.
She kind of does a lot
"Grief is one of the purest emotions.
He carved reality open and gestured me through.
quiver of arrows
Ok katniss
snarled
Overused
"Twins are strange,"
"I've got you," he panted. "Always got you."
"Oh, I’ve found myself on my knees more than a few times,”
This is such an ick. This isnt cool girl dialogue you sound foolish
I had to tilt my head back to maintain eye contact.
Say it 45 more times
insufferably
Enough
“Men,”
“Because stories are how we preserve truth, even when others would see it forgotten.”
“And you strike me as someone who values truth, no matter how uncomfortable.”
“Death isn’t cruel, my dear. It simply is.
very definition of foolishness.
Yeah duh girl! Always doing stupid shit
"Not you."
impatient.
She makes me so mad
"Put that down before you hurt yourself," Marx said,
Queen
"Because it's dangerous!" he exploded. "Because you could have died! Don't you understand that?"
