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Alaric X

Alaric X

I was laying in bed, staring up at the ceiling. I had accessed my strix powers quicker than was natural, but I chalked it up to being someone else. While I did have control over them, it wasn't the fine control that Yayoi and Kaya demonstrated later on.

I thought I had good control, but the control Yayoi and Kaya could wield... I was like an infant. Supposedly Damien had even more control and raw power than any of his knights, but those skills didn't transfer.

Why hadn't they? I could speak and read and write Japanese and French, skills I could only have inherited from Damien. I had a level of control that should have taken time for me to learn, skills that I could have only inherited from my other self.

So why didn't I have all his control? Or just his raw power? I could feel that power deep inside of me, just below the surface. It felt like I was on a lake, but there was a thick layer of ice separating me from the water below. I tried to chip away at it with my hands, but I
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