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The Forsaken Sigil: The Child That Shouldn't Be

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(WSA 2025 entry) In a world where magic has shattered law and order, the strong rule, and the weak are forgotten. Justice is no longer blind. It is bought in blood. Lucian Vance is a mercenary with a rare gift: Remnant Sight; the power to track anything, anyone, anywhere. He sells his skills to the highest bidder, caring nothing for right or wrong. Until one night, everything changes. Hired to hunt down a rogue mage, Lucian finds the target already dead, but a little girl left behind. A child marked by forbidden runes, a power that should not exist. Before he can walk away, the ones who sent him turn against him. Now, Lucian is the hunted. Every assassin, mage, and warlord in the underworld wants the child dead. The Ebon Veil, the Pale Choir, and the shattered remains of the old world all whisper the same thing; she is a prophecy, a curse, a weapon. But Lucian doesn’t believe in fate. With blood on his hands and a past that won’t let him go, he must uncover the truth before the world burns around them. Because there is one question no one dares to ask: Why is the child there, and why should she die?? ------ Hello there! I am trying to be as consistent as possible, but hey I am a newbie writer and may sometime edit the chapters. Don't worry, worriors, the flow and story plot will the remain the same. If you come across kindly support and give suggestions.
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