Acrimony Nate

Life as a Prime Magician in the realm governed by Slitark is filled with demands befitting only to serve the people. Yphemu succeeds in this by pushing herself to the brink, but because of this, her firstborn dies accidentally during crossfire.

Rife's life is filled with those he valued most dying at the cusp of happiness. Tired of having nothing more but hardship, he strives to live better even if it meant crossing political lands.

This is the story of how the Prime Magician becomes an individual in their own right in a world dependent on the dying sun.

Ocular to the Dying Sun

The breeze whipped her hair but made her steady with her intention as she neared the beak of the mother's mouth, her wand at the ready. Her rapier in its sheath moved with her legs as she pushed the young Dire-eater to the several eyes of the mother and with smooth movements tapped the side of the mother's cheeks. The tips of the wand are coated with a warm light that she slightly transferred to the scales of the creature's skin. 


Sparkles lightly crackled before they spread on the side of the mother's face, putting light annoying pressure on their eyes that it moaned low and closed the eyes on the side of its face it had sparkles affected. Yphemu made sure that the young Dire-eater was gliding away so that it wouldn’t be hit by the now veering away mother Dire-eater. 


Voices of Hurting (part 2)