Prologue
Energy flows all around us all the time. Learning to manipulate that energy is an art and what some might refer to as magic. Anyone can do it, but I have a special gift. Energy responds faster to me than anyone else. Even the elements have been known to obey my thoughts and commands. But if not cleared away, it can be like stagnant water bouncing around with nowhere to go becoming a fetid pool of confusion and uncertainty… the way I’ve felt for a very long time.
If I was ever given the choice between doing good for the world and creating complete and utter chaos, I never thought I would hesitate. Seems like doing the greater good is, in fact, the only choice a kind and decent human being would choose… but it wasn’t that easy. Too much had happened that caused me to question everything about absolutely everything. I stared at the powerful demon in front of me hell-bent on destroying him before the demon beside me could attack.
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