The Spectator: Book of the end

The world is full of mages.



The ones who fight for glory, the ones who stand tall, the ones who are feared.



They defeat enemies. They win battles. They take everything they want.



They are the ones everyone admires.



But I? I’m not one of them.



I can see the future.



The problem? It’s all pointless.



I know the outcome of everything. Every fight. Every struggle. Every victory… and every loss.



The future is already written. And in the end, it’s all meaningless.



I didn’t want to be a hero. I didn’t ask for this power.



I just want to live in peace, but how can I when I know the inevitable?



The academy, the friends, the enemies… it doesn’t matter.



In the end, everything will fade.



And then there's Kai.



He doesn’t know it, but he’s the one variable I can’t see.



He’s not supposed to be here. He doesn’t belong in this story.



Yet somehow, he’s part of it. A piece I can’t predict.



He’s the one thing that doesn’t follow the script, the one I can’t control.



What does that mean?



If I can’t see him, then is there hope, or is it a even darker horror?



I can see everything… but him.



And that scares me more than any future I’ve already seen.