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Amari Zanders. A kid who escaped slavery and, in a world, where humans have turned their imagination into uncos (power or magic). He doesn't have any. Not only does he have no unco, but he is lost in world full of wonders. Will he ever be raised from his burden of being alone? Or will it end of him being alone?

Ragnarök, Eternal Tragedy.

Amari sat stone-still, the cracked bark of the tree digging into his gloved palms. The girl—her ankles still bound, face streaked with smoke—watched him from the corner of her eye. She couldn't see beneath the mask. Couldn't read the tension in his jaw or the guilt sharpening behind his quiet. But she could feel it.

The checkpoint still burned in the distance.

And Amari hadn't stopped watching her since he got there.

Shylo's Fight — North Wing Collapse: "We Bury Our Mistakes"

Backfoot.