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I knew the Karsite border was dangerous. Mother had warned me of rogue magic down there, because between the Herald-Mages and the Karsite Adepts, power was flowing unchecked.
But I was on Search. And the Karsite border was where I felt drawn in my Search for my Chosen. Little did I know my Chosen would not be found there.
I remember a Gate. I was fleeing something, and I ran into a Gate. It was pulling me into the Void. I tried to change the destination, and wound up here. Wherever here is.
But I was on Search. And the Karsite border was where I felt drawn in my Search for my Chosen. Little did I know my Chosen would not be found there.
I remember a Gate. I was fleeing something, and I ran into a Gate. It was pulling me into the Void. I tried to change the destination, and wound up here. Wherever here is.