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Prologue – You are a Curse to Us
Aleks' POV:
There are many things that could be classed as a sin, whether or not it actually is one would depend on the type of person being asked. However, there would always be one thing that everyone had on the list, no matter who it was. The 'Marked'. The human race is split in two, made up of regular humans and humans that have been marked with special talents, nicknamed the 'Marked' by everyone. Humans hate the 'Marked', it's a well known fact for the population, not worth hiding it. They see them as destruction, as a sin.
The 'Marked' can be identified by the tattoo on their skin, each one being different, to represent the type of magic they hold. This power ranges from weak, like understanding animals and enhanced memory, to useful magic, like more strength and faster speed, and finally to strong and very dangerous magic, such as control over an element or getting visions of the future and past. Though, even with these abilities, the 'Marked' are a peaceful race, trying their hardest to fit in with normal life, despite humans hating them.
But the humans don't want peace, they want them gone, and it's because about 600 years ago, an extremely powerful 'Marked' had the ability to absorb other 'Marked's magic when they died, making it his own. With this power, he tried to enslave the entire human race. He almost succeeded, if not for the five elemental elders, each controlling one of each; earth, fire, water, air and spirit, hadn't have sacrificed their lives to seal him and his magic away. However, after some many years, humans don't trust us, even though we saved them. They go around treating anyone with a tattoo like trash, regardless of if they are actually a 'Marked' or not. It makes me sick.
My name is Aleks and I am marked. I have the power to see into the future or past, this power I got from my mother. I'm also able to read minds and move things with my own mind. So, basically, I'm psychic. My mother had told me never to use any of my abilities because one alone is strong, all three are dangerous. Luckily, my mark is hidden from normal view, resting on my back and sometimes part of my chest. I say sometimes because it moves, the inky swirls spread to wherever they want. I don't know why. I wish I did.
Anyway, now that I've explained the basics, I shall now proceed to tell you the sins I hold within.
Aleks' POV:
There are many things that could be classed as a sin, whether or not it actually is one would depend on the type of person being asked. However, there would always be one thing that everyone had on the list, no matter who it was. The 'Marked'. The human race is split in two, made up of regular humans and humans that have been marked with special talents, nicknamed the 'Marked' by everyone. Humans hate the 'Marked', it's a well known fact for the population, not worth hiding it. They see them as destruction, as a sin.
The 'Marked' can be identified by the tattoo on their skin, each one being different, to represent the type of magic they hold. This power ranges from weak, like understanding animals and enhanced memory, to useful magic, like more strength and faster speed, and finally to strong and very dangerous magic, such as control over an element or getting visions of the future and past. Though, even with these abilities, the 'Marked' are a peaceful race, trying their hardest to fit in with normal life, despite humans hating them.
But the humans don't want peace, they want them gone, and it's because about 600 years ago, an extremely powerful 'Marked' had the ability to absorb other 'Marked's magic when they died, making it his own. With this power, he tried to enslave the entire human race. He almost succeeded, if not for the five elemental elders, each controlling one of each; earth, fire, water, air and spirit, hadn't have sacrificed their lives to seal him and his magic away. However, after some many years, humans don't trust us, even though we saved them. They go around treating anyone with a tattoo like trash, regardless of if they are actually a 'Marked' or not. It makes me sick.
My name is Aleks and I am marked. I have the power to see into the future or past, this power I got from my mother. I'm also able to read minds and move things with my own mind. So, basically, I'm psychic. My mother had told me never to use any of my abilities because one alone is strong, all three are dangerous. Luckily, my mark is hidden from normal view, resting on my back and sometimes part of my chest. I say sometimes because it moves, the inky swirls spread to wherever they want. I don't know why. I wish I did.
Anyway, now that I've explained the basics, I shall now proceed to tell you the sins I hold within.
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Hey guys!
So this is going to be a ImmortalFox fanfiction, mixed into a supernatural setting. I always find it easier to write fantasy.
This is just the prologue. I aimed to explain some important things, without giving anything to important away. If you need any help understanding, just ask me!
Tell me what you think, and I'll see you soon!
So this is going to be a ImmortalFox fanfiction, mixed into a supernatural setting. I always find it easier to write fantasy.
This is just the prologue. I aimed to explain some important things, without giving anything to important away. If you need any help understanding, just ask me!
Tell me what you think, and I'll see you soon!
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This I must read *serches for rest*