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The Ancient Orb '' Get The Key Of Power ''
Fantasy In a different world where humans, sorcerers and Dark beings exist. In this world the sorcerers and Dark beings are aware of the world of the humans but the humans don't know that there is another world that exists apart from theirs.
But in the world of the sorcerers, the Demon of Oasis who has caused chaos and was put to slumber for many decades has been awoken.
Princess Elaine has awakened the Demon, just for her selfish reasons of finding true love and becoming the Queen of the sorcerers.
The Demon of Oasis has promised the Princess that they would rule the world of the sorcerers together as the Princess will become his Queen.
But then in order to rule the world of the sorcerers, the orb must be collected from the Queen, Queen Elsa, elder sister to Princess Elaine.
And so the Demon gave princess Elaine, the dagger of death to use on her sister. Princess Elaine thought about the idea to get the Queen out of the kingdom.
So she went ahead to tell her sister that they should hang out together and have sisters' moments in the world of humans.
Queen Elsa agreed to the idea not knowing that her junior sister had gone to the world of the humans through the portal to arrange a spell that would weaken her.
Immediately Princess Elaine opened the portal between theirs and that of the humans as they entered the human world , they found themselves in a wood.
Princess Elaine who had been to the world of the humans to draw the spell before inviting her sister to the world of the humans.
Princess Elaine quickly pushed Queen Elsa into a spell drawn on the ground where the candle was lit and started to perform some incantation making the Queen weak.
Elaine brought out the dagger of death which the demon of Oasis had given her, the dagger of death, it can be used to kill any sorcerer.
She then pierced it to the Queen's heart then dug out the Queen's heart and took away the necklace orb around the Queen's neck.
The orb holds the entire power of all the sorcerer's and once the orb falls into the wrong hands the entire sorcerer will lose their power or once the demon gets hold of it, the Demon may contaminated the orb with black energy then the sorcerer will have no choice than to worship him, the Demon.
Princess Elaine tried playing smart and took her elder sister's dead body back to their land and lied that this was followed in the land of the humans and then was daggered.
But when Elaine found out that her secret had been known to the oldest sorcerer, she had no choice but to fly away to the world of the humans to go meet the Demon who is now her lover in their hideout.
While in the train with the orb around her wrist , a pregnant lady, Jessica, who was abandoned by her lover and had nothing to feed on, so an idea popped into her mind.
If only she could steal the shining piece of jewelry she saw with a lady, which is Princess Elaine and sell it to a jewelry store, Jessica quietly unhook the orb on Elaine's wrist then the train came to a halt for the passengers to come down and Jessica sneakily left with the orb.
When Elaine got to the hide out of where the Demon and his disciples David and Diana lived and when the orb was needed it was nowhere to be found.
Some incantations were made, in the vision , it was a pregnant woman, Jessica, that had stole the orb and when the demon tried invoking the orb it was as if there was a blockage somewhere or some strange powers that was saving the pregnant woman, suddenly a strong lighting came through and the vision of the Demon was blocked.
The Demon became angry since he couldn't invoke the orb then he laid a curse on the unborn baby of the woman, Jessica.
Saying that the child will have hands that will take life away and that same hands will be able to kill even the strongest being on earth, the Demon cursed the baby just to punish Jessica and he felt that in order to punish Jessica, it will be her baby who will kill her.
Jessica kept on roaming from jewelry store to another as if the orb was cursed all the jewelry stores rejected it so she decided to keep it to herself.
But then something happens, Jessica, water broke and she was helped by a gentleman who took her to the hospital.
While in the ward a woman appeared to Jessica then told her that the child with the golden hair, her hands should always be covered with glove's and the orb which Jessica stole should be worn on the gold blonde baby before the nurses would come into the ward, Jessica babies were out .
Suddenly two nurses came in to attend to Jessica but the babies were out already, one of the nurses touched the brown blonde baby and the other nurse touched that of the golden blonde and started bleeding immediately from her nose then her mouth before falling to the ground dead.
As weak as Jessica was, she gathered some strength and wrapped the hands of the gold blonde then she secretly left the hospital without the notice of the nurses or that of the hospital security.
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I died in that fire, feeling the heat scorch my skin and the weight of a hatred so potent it tasted like bile. I spent twenty years being the weak, manipulated shadow of a girl, only to end up as nothing more than a phantom scorch mark on a "hero's" estate.
I couldn't understand why my own blood treated my life like a game they could discard. The injustice of it all burned hotter than the flames that took my last breath.
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My body moved before my brain could. I turned and ran. I didn' t help him, didn' t scream his name. I just ran, leaving him there. Because I had done this before.
In my last life, I' d called our neurosurgeon mother, Olivia. "Mom, Ethan's been shot!" I' d sobbed. Her reply, cold: "Stop being so dramatic, Chloe. I' m busy getting my nails done with Ashley." Ashley, our adopted sister, was her perfect princess. Ethan and I were afterthoughts.
She hung up. Ethan bled out waiting for a mother who thought he was a lie. At the hospital, she arrived, nails perfectly pink. When he was pronounced dead, her world shattered. She lunged at me, screaming. "You did this! You just watched him die! You were jealous!" She shoved me down the hospital staircase. My head hit the marble floor. I died there, just like Ethan.
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It wasn't just a heavy, ornate trinket; it was a life-drainer.
Weeks after I clasped it on, my vibrant youth withered, my hair thinned, my mind fogged.
As I became a frail old woman, Eleanor, terrified of aging, grew younger, radiant with my stolen vitality.
She locked me in the dusty attic, telling the world I' d had a breakdown.
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She helped me escape, or so I thought.
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The crowd, incited by her online posts, saw a villain, not a victim.
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Bethany watched, a triumphant smile on her face, as my life drained away for the second, and final, time.
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Floating in a void, I saw Eleanor and Bethany toasting with champagne, celebrating my demise.
The injustice burned through me, a rage so pure it could tear the universe apart.
They had taken everything.
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Gasping for air, my skin smooth, my hair thick and dark-25 again.
It was my birthday, the day it all started.
This time, the watch wouldn' t be for me.
This time, I was going to offer the "life-drainer" to Bethany.
I would watch Eleanor and Bethany, two predators bound by vanity and greed, tear each other apart.
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Qijia Lady The smell of ozone meant a blizzard, and the buzzing of Tyler's call meant the end of my life.
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That rescue shattered my leg, my climbing career, and ultimately, my spirit.
Ethan married me out of pity, our life together a silent torment.
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My husband, Ethan, and our teenage son pulled his mistress, Brooke, from the flames first.
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In a past life, he used it to save Bree Vanderbilt, a beautiful socialite paralyzed from the waist down.
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When Chad supposedly died searching for a cure, Bree, consumed by twisted grief, forced Ethan to try and revive him, draining him relentlessly.
Ethan died right there, exhausted from the futile attempt, unmourned by Bree, who only had eyes for her lost Chad.
It was only after his death that the bitter truth emerged: Chad wasn't a hero or a martyr; he was a cheat, murdered by a jealous husband.
Ethan had died for nothing, for a woman who mourned a liar and a scoundrel.
The betrayal, the pain, the utterly pointless sacrifice-every agonizing detail burned into his soul.
Then, with a gasping breath, he woke up, the sterile scent of his family' s hidden clinic sharp in his nostrils.
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This time, things would be different. 
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