Millycheick

Caden is an ordinary young man—or so it seems. For weeks, his nights have been haunted by enigmatic dreams in which a mysterious woman warns him of an imminent danger. When his life takes a sudden turn, he discovers that he possesses an elemental power, an ancient energy symbolized by a zodiac mark on his body. Yet one detail haunts him: he knows he wasn’t born with this mark, and his past before the age of nine is a complete blank.

In his search for answers, Caden encounters others who bear similar marks, each tied to an elemental power and representing a zodiac sign. These chosen ones, known as the Zodiac Mages, are guardians of a fragile balance, but their unity shattered years ago. Now, their powers have become the target of those willing to go to any lengths to claim them.

To counter this growing threat, Caden sets out to rebuild the Brotherhood of Zodiac Mages. Together, they must overcome their differences, restore the harmony of old, and face an enemy whose strength is beyond imagination. But every alliance comes with its own risks: caught between friendship and betrayal, Caden must discern allies from foes and uncover the truth about his own origins.

The Zodiac Mages

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled the hospital room. Bella's heart beat slowly but steadily, in time with the monitor attached to the headboard. Opposite her, Aletha, still unconscious, seemed to float between two worlds. Despite the gentle warmth of the room, Bella shivered slightly, as if an invisible shadow had slipped into the atmosphere.

After several long minutes of silence, Caden approached Zetch and said in a low voice,

"Let's get something to eat. Do you want to come?"

Bella shook her head gently, her eyes fixed on Aletha.

The boys left the room, walking through the drab hospital corridors. A few streets further, they found a small, quiet snack bar, almost empty. The yellow light from the lamps gave it a dim atmosphere. Seated at a table near a steamy window, Zetch broke the silence.

"So... how did you know Aletha was still in the house?" he asked, biting into a doughnut.

Caden, elbows on the table, slowly turned his gaze towards him.

"I don't know... it's weird to say. It was like... like the flames were calling me. They were... telling me she was there. That I should come in."

Zetch raised an eyebrow, but his expression remained open.

"Honestly... after everything we've been through, it doesn't seem so crazy to me. Maybe you have a special connection with her. Or something else."

Caden remained thoughtful for a moment, absentmindedly playing with his glass.

—Wait… Zetch, do you know anyone named Nick?

Zetch slowly raised his head, his gaze freezing for a second.

—What? Where did you hear that name?

—When I went to get Aletha, she was whispering it. Over and over again. Like it was… the only thing she could hold onto.

Zetch straightened slightly, running a hand down the back of his neck, visibly troubled.

—She never could forget it, could she…

He had spoken quietly, almost to himself, but Caden had heard him. He frowned, intrigued.

Whispers in the Flames