Failure Beyond Imagination

Aiziah stared at Nathaniel. And her expression was as dark as Redenor. "Isn't that liquid from the desert flower that came from Rowan the Creator?"

Nathaniel couldn't answer her directly as he feels the same as her. Petrified and had been played upon.

Aiziah bit her lip as she kept her gaze at the Elder Keeper. "...then, is the Celestial --- Rowan the Creator simply toying with us?"

"Aiziah!" Dane screamed after hearing the sinful thing that came out from her lips. "How dare you --- we don't know what's going on!"

The Keeper shook her head in sheer disbelief. She looked at Dane, and then Nathaniel before she peered her gaze at Elly. And she thought her friend's life was being played. And what's worse... she thought there was hope.

"I hate this!" She screamed as she ran away from the house, crying and screaming curses at why she was born as a Keeper.

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Alatar's wings flapped against the thick clouds. He clicked his tongue, signifying to Retra that they are near the Isla
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