Midnight_Raven0425

"I won't bow down to you. I'm The Queen... I'm The White Phoenix!" 

Farah craved for a normal life and she had it. She achieved it but then The Ancient Phoenix came into the picture. He made Farah the next Phoenix stronger than anyone else. Even though she didn't ask for such power, it was given.

She fulfilled the Ancient Phoenix's wish, to build a land uniting all the different types of Phoenixes and she named the kingdom after the Ancient Phoenix— Gazaria.

Little did she knew she was only fulfilling the prophecy. Repeating what has happened 500 years ago. The Queen of Hell once again escaped the depths of her cage and will do everything just to destroy Gazaria.

Farah fought as best as she could, but unfortunately she lost. With the help of an old friend she'll travel with the man she'll fall into— Oxoluz. Together with the help of her friends they'll find a way to bring back Gazaria to it's former glory.

In the end, will Farah once again have the life she'll always want or she'll end up doing what have happened 500 years ago.

"If we lose again, we will no longer have something to save, everything is on me now, it is time for me to choice, what is right and sacrifice what I want," Farah said as a lone tear fell in her eye.

"No I won't let you! We will fight together," Oxoluz said and held Farah's hand.

"Together?" Farah asked.

"Always." Oxoluz answered and claimed her lips.

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The White Phoenix

— Farah's Point of View —

I closed my eyes and on the moment I opened them, I raised my hand above my head and casted a spell. Flower petals slowly rained and fell on the ground as I descended on the ground.

My eardrums was filled by loud applauses of the people I cared most— Gazaria. They smiled at me so wide, joy, happiness, freedom, hope, and magic is written on their smiles which made me so happy that a lone tear fell from my eye, streamed down to my cheek and fell on my chin.

"Long live Queen Farah!" One of the civilians in Gazaria said and the others did the same.

My feet met the ground and I embraced the people around me, "today is a celebration! Every day is something to be celebrated, no matter how dark our life would be, always remember that it is worth celebrating!" I exclaimed and they began shouting in joy and some of them are clapping.

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