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Prologue

Willorion, the world we live in, has been a land ravaged by war for centuries. The battles against the Realm of Darkness have consumed generations, and peace is now no more than a fading memory, whispered only by the elders beside the fire. War knows no mercy. The Empire's soldiers fight on, hoping that one day the bloodshed will end, but the enemy's strength seems inexhaustible. Those who fall on the battlefield are not mourned for long—there are always more soldiers to take their place.

Every child who reaches the age of twenty is given a single chance. The gods bestow upon them a gift: a power meant to help them survive the war. This is the law of the world, a cycle that repeats generation after generation. And yet, no matter how powerful these young warriors become, the outcome of the war never changes. The Darkness always returns.

But the legend speaks of something else. An ancient prophecy foretells the birth of one who will possess the power to end the war. A child who receives not just a gift from the gods, but something far greater. Yet as time passed, belief in the prophecy faded. No one expected a savior anymore. Only the fighting, the blood, and the destruction remained.

And this is where my story begins.

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