The eclipsed Alter
•Genre
•Historical
•Tense
•Demons
•Emperor Hidden
•Story FI
•Fictional
•Envy
•Abusive
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Main character
Name: Rosia Abeston
Occupation: Secret Guild Master
Age: 17 years
Noble Position: Daughter of the Duke
Family Background: Abeston Dukedom
Rosia is the youngest child and direct descendant of the Abeston family. She was blessed with the inheritance of spirit magic and pure mana. Her name and face were angelic; however, her mouth wasn't. She had a blunt personality and a free spirit, often kicking anyone's ass if they pissed her off.
Family Chart~
Grandparents:
*Grand Duke Rayleigh*
*Grand Duchess Rose*
Parents:
Princess Marry (Mother)
Duke Theoder (Father)
Siblings:
Lucas (Older Brother)
Rosia (fl herself)
•••••Before Duke Theoder, Grand Duchess Rose had adopted someone out of pity. However, no one in the noble bloodline actually liked them. After her passing, Grand Duke Rayleigh respected her will and did nothing to them.•••••
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THE ADOPTED UNCLE
Uncle NO.1
John (Adopted by the Duchess, held the title of Count)
Uncle No. 2:
Joseph (A Brayon)
Both uncles married noble ladies, hoping their children could secure the throne. However, this was nothing more than a self-delusion which will ultimately led to their downfall.
Brief Introduction:
PRINCESS MARRY
Princess Marry, Rosia's mother, was a princess from another kingdom—the Diamond Kingdom. She was a beautiful woman with long silver hair, sharp purple eyes, and smooth fair skin.

She passed away when Rosia was 8 years old during an attack. At the time, Duke Theodore was out of state, and the Grand Duke was also absent. Duchess Marry, while traveling with Rosia and Lucas, was severely injured while protecting them. traveling with Rosia and Lucas, was severely injured while protecting them.
DUKE THEORDER
A tall, handsome, and muscular man with platinum blond hair and crystal-like blue eyes—so mesmerizing that one could get lost in them. It was as if looking at him was both a blessing and a curse, a beauty that could captivate yet destroy.

He was one of the finest swordsmen, known for his unmatched mastery of mana-infused swordplay. Honored by the imperial family, he carried a legacy of wealth, power, and prestige.
LUCAS(Age 21 years)
A young man with striking blond hair inherited from his father and deep, enchanting purple eyes from his mother. His beauty was undeniable, possessing a charm that made people, especially ladies, fawn over him effortlessly.

Beyond his looks, he was a formidable spirit user, possessing an extraordinary amount of mana. Despite his power, he carried himself with a calm, gentle demeanor—yet beneath it lay a sharp and intense personality.
Rosia (17 years old)
A beautiful young girl with long, silver, wavy hair cascading down to her waist like a waterfall. Her calm yet intimidating blue, icy-sly eyes could charm anyone. When she entered the mercenary guild, she moved skillfully, hiding in disguise. She was famous as an Enchantress Killer—a silent poison.

Rosia was a spirit user, her spirit being The Water Goddess. This rare entity granted her the ability to manipulate water however she wished. Her mana was pure, often used for purification and healing magic, making her renowned in the magical community.

MALE LEAD
Damian Alexander (19 years old)
Position: Firstborn prince of the Etherland Empire.
Born under a blood-red moon, Damian Alexander was fated for greatness—or destruction. As the firstborn prince, he should have been the rightful heir to the throne. But fate was cruel. His mother, the former queen, died mysteriously when he was just a child. Whispers of dark omens surrounded his birth, and the people feared him.
Damian carried the Mark of the Abyss—a curse etched into his very soul. It was said that a demon king from an ancient era had left a fragment of his power sealed within him. The curse granted Damian monstrous strength but came at a terrible cost. Every full moon, his body would be consumed by unbearable pain, his veins turning black as the abyss itself. His mana became unstable, his power uncontrollable.

The new empress, fearing his potential, did everything in her power to erase him. Assassination attempts became routine. Poisoned meals, ambushes in the dark, even a blade pressed against his throat in his sleep. But Damian survived. He always survived.

Eventually, the empress spreads a final rumor—the cursed prince is dead. Etherland's court believed it. The king, cold and indifferent, never denied it. After all, politics was a dirty game.
But Damian was not dead. He had been cast away, hidden in the shadows, waiting for the day he would return.
What the world didn't know was that the only thing that could suppress his curse was the touch of pure mana. And unknown to him, there existed one person in the entire world with such a gift—Rosia, the girl blessed by the Water Goddess.
Its my original story I am copy pasting it from Wattpad, so please do not repost it without credit, btw english isn't my first language 😋