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My mom met the love of her life when she was five – I lost mine. My parents are so powerful, able to tap into every race but two – I only have two powers, witch and fairy. My parents are strong and confident fighters – I am peaceful, shy, reserved. Sixteen years have passed since my parents, Shari and Nicholas, had me. That seems to be a magical age to bring change, well sixteen and five. Eleven years ago, when I was five, my partner in the prophecy was taken by the council. He volunteered his life for mine so that I would stay safe. Over the years I’ve grown to hate him, if only I knew then that I just felt guilty for his sacrifice. I never wanted to be part of the prophecy. I never wanted the worlds to hang on my shoulders. I never wanted to lose my best friend at my own birthday party after I got mad at him. But I do want this war to end. I do want people to be happy. I want children to be safe again. I want to see my Kardama again. I never wanted to think of what would happen once we declared our intentions to finally take our place and “decide the finale.” But fate has a funny way of making us face our destiny.