Xierryne

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[INDEFINITE HIATUS - REWRITING]

"Wrong my people, you will taste misery and despair. Wrong my loved ones, you will taste suffering and never-ending pain. Wrong my family, you will taste something worse than death itself. Mark my words."

Ichijou Shizuka, a fifteen-year-old girl living her life as a Spirit Wielder and a student, is known as both a genius in art and magic.

Being the "Grand Summoner" of the Ichijou Clan, how will Shizuka face the twisted reality where she can't use magic again? What will she do to fix that?

What was the cause of her mother and sister's deaths? Was there someone behind it? How will she react to the bitter reality fate has brought to her? What will she do when she stands face to face with her brought-up pasts?

"The Law" that bound the clans and tribe for who-knows-how-long–– straining their freedom in their lives and throwing away possible options for them to take.

Will they free themselves? Would they want to, though? The power that was given in an exchange for their freedom–– only to become one's chains and prison.

Follow the adventures of the young Spirit Wielder and her friends on their journeys, finding their true goal in life while rescuing spirits along the way. 

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[DISCLAIMER(S)]

•⠀This is BOOK 1 of the "Our Story" Series. It is not completed and is still serializing. Some arcs might be longer than others, as there are battles and details involved. The other books for the series will come when this book is finished.
•⠀The picture I used for the cover is not mine, it belongs to its artist(s). If you are the artist(s) and you want me to take the picture down, I will gladly do so~! Or you can perhaps notify me to give you proper credit(s)!
•⠀This is a work of fiction, none of it is real. If there are any similarities in organizations' names or a person's name, they are all purely accidental.
•⠀This story will be updated when I have time, based on the server time (17.00 GMT+8).
•⠀Under the stage of editing: typos, grammar mistakes, miscast of words, etc. I apologize if you become confused or even received so many notifications for it.
•⠀Some of the characters' names might use spellings for Japanese names.

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[WARNING(S)]

•⠀There will be some killings and blood involved.
•⠀There will also be "slight" cursing, so... brace yourselves.
•⠀Mentions of blood, demons, killing, death, etc. will be up ahead.
•⠀Anime, Japanese, Latin, Greek, and other references from various countries (honorifics, symbols, myths, etc.) will be used in this book and will be altered a bit to match the plot. So, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask.
•⠀Some lines of the characters might be disturbing to some (demons' lines, maniacal laughter, mentions of killing, etc.). 
•⠀Please mind these warnings before reading the story. You have been warned.
•⠀If you're starting to feel sick when reading for too long or staring at your screen for a while, please stop reading immediately as your health is more important.

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You can reach me out on:

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Xierryne#9968

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Started: August 9th, 2020
Completed: ???

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Our Story: Spirit Wielders

Shizuka was taken aback when the younger brunet ran away abruptly. Why or for what reason, she didn't know. All she knew was that it would a problem for him to go out by himself.

Contemplating on what to do, Shizuka decided that it would be better for her to chase him rather than telling the others first about it. She knew it was a bad decision, but it was the fastest way to catch up to Yuzuki.

"All right, I hate running, but let's do this." Shizuka huffed and puffed her chest before preparing herself for a speed run. Stretching her limbs even more than after she woke up, Shizuka glared at the trail Yuzuki went off to. "Oh, how I hate running. Gaia, pray for my feet and legs' survival."

Shizuka took her stand from a simple crouch into a proper running position. One of her legs was stretched back, straight and steady. She took a deep breath between gritted teeth, eyes looking straight ahead with her crystal-blue sights.

Away From Her Gaze