When ancient gods begin to stir from their slumber in the modern world, seventeen-year-old Aria Sullivan discovers she is the last descendant of a forgotten deity. As celestial powers awaken within her, Aria must navigate the treacherous politics of the divine realm, forge fragile alliances with other demi-gods, and prevent a cataclysmic war that threatens both gods and humans. In a world where myth and reality collide, Aria's journey of self-discovery will determine the fate of all.
As the sun sank behind New Haven's expansive horizon, Aria Sullivan looked out her bedroom window. The city, a colourful tapestry of glass towers and busy streets, never seemed to stop moving quickly enough to allow for peaceful reflection. But amid the unrest tonight, Aria longed for a brief moment of calm.
At seventeen, Aria juggled her duties in her mother's library with the usual challenges of high school life. Aria's single mother, Evelyn Sullivan, was a devoted librarian who taught her daughter to enjoy reading and learning. A sort of legacy from Evelyn's passion, their tiny flat was crammed with bookcases, each one brimming with volumes of mythology, fantasy, and ancient lore.
"Aria, dinner's ready!" Aria was startled out of her daydream by Evelyn's voice calling from the kitchen.
Aria sighed reluctantly, wrenched her eyes from the city lights, and headed downstairs. The subtle smell of old books seemed to fill every nook and cranny of their house, mixed with the aroma of Evelyn's handmade lasagna.
The walls were covered with framed pictures of legendary animals and maps of the heavens, and they sat at the little dining table. Still thinking about the dreams that had ruined her sleep, Aria swirled her fork absently.
"I had another one last night," she admitted, ending their cosy silence.
With a look of worry on her face, Evelyn looked up. "Another dream, Aria?"
Aria blushed a little as she nodded. However, it's always the exact location. There's a presence, like someone waiting for me, in a great hall with sky-high pillars.
Evelyn put a comforting hand over Aria's as she reached across the table. "Dreams have a lot of power, particularly when unsure where you fit in. It could be the way your mind processes information.
Aria wanted to probe further, to explore the depths of her recurrent visions, but she was at a loss for words. Instead, she gave a feeble smile and nodded. "Maybe you're right."
Aria withdrew to her room after dinner, the day's events weighing heavily on her. Another day of feeling lost in a sea of classmates, battling to keep up with schoolwork, and enduring the persistent feeling that she didn't quite belong, she had made school especially difficult.
Aria looked at her assortment of journals, which were neatly arranged on her desk, as she got ready for bed. To make sense of the mysterious visions that followed her everywhere, each one was chock-full of drawings and notes concerning her dreams.
She muttered, "Goodnight, Mom," and went to bed.
Evelyn was both proud and concerned as she saw her daughter. Even though Aria was unaware of it, she had always felt that Aria was meant for something unique. Lately, the dreams had become more vivid, with an intensity Evelyn could not fully understand.
Aria sat beneath her covers with her bedside lamp's gentle glow, creating reassuring shadows on the walls. The familiar landscape of her dreams started to take shape as she closed her eyes.
The last of Aria's conscious thoughts vanished into the comforting embrace of sleep as her eyelids fell shut. The colourful environment of her recurrent dreams replaced the room around her. The magnificent hall she had witnessed innumerable times immediately materialized in front of her with startling clarity. Intricate carvings decorated the surfaces of tall, elaborate pillars that seemed to have a life of their own and stretched towards an invisible ceiling.
Long shadows swirled elegantly across the marble floor as the air was dense with an ethereal radiance. Aria stood in the hallway, her heart racing with excitement and anxiety. Tonight, she could feel the presence she had experienced in past dreams more strongly, an unseen power that appeared to be directing her movements.
The ground beneath her feet replied with a gentle radiance as she took her first hesitant steps forward, illuminating the way ahead. Every breath she took filled her lungs with a sense of purpose she had never known, and the environment was infused with electricity.
"Aria," came a clear and resonant voice, erupting through the hall with a hint of haste. She looked around, but she couldn't find the source. The voice surrounded her like a reassuring hug as if it were coming from the walls themselves.
She yelled out, her voice faltering, "Who are you?"
In the luminous light that filled the room, a person started to take shape in front of her. It was a tall, commanding man with hair that flowed like liquid silver and eyes that gleamed like stars. His clothes, adorned with constellations, glistened with each motion and appeared sewn from the night sky.
He said, "I am Lysander," with a dominating and soothing demeanour. "I have been waiting for you."
Aria's throat tightened with breath. Lysander was heavy and mysterious; she had heard of it in the whispered stories of legend. Her voice got louder as she yelled, "Why am I here?"
Lysander took a step forward, his eyes fixed on you. "You hold the secret to bringing our planets back into harmony. As the gods awaken, chaos and strife accompany their return. You alone are capable of bridging the divide and averting an imminent conflict.
Aria's mind raced as she tried to comprehend what he had said. "I am unable to comprehend. I'm only a high schooler. How could I-"
Lysander said, "Your lineage is more significant than you realize," in a forceful yet gentle tone. You are the last descendant of a forgotten deity, and your celestial powers are awakening as a result."
The enormous hall started to move and transform before Aria could react. The carvings changed into meanings she couldn't understand, and the pillars twisted and distorted. The earth shook beneath her, and the luminous radiance became brighter, illuminating her.
Abruptly, the building surrounding her broke apart, with glints of light penetrating the shadows. Aria struggled to balance her body and mind as she felt pulled in several directions. A whirlpool of energy and emotion surrounded her as the image turned wild.
"Lysander, what's happening?" Her voice could hardly be heard above the clamour of noises that surrounded her as she screamed.
"We are under attack," Lysander's urgent voice broke through the confusion. "The rogue faction wants to use your abilities for personal benefit. You have to remain resilient and have faith in your skills.
Aria tried to calm herself by concentrating on Lysander's comforting presence in the middle of the chaos. With tears in her eyes, she murmured, "I don't know if I can. "This is all so overwhelming."
Lysander extended his hand and placed it over hers in a supportive gesture. "You underestimate your strength. You will discover your inner strength if you embrace your ancestry.
Aria closed her eyes with a jolt of resolve, using what she remembered of her dreams and what little she had learned from her mother. A divine energy awoke within her, and she felt a warmth radiate over her body. The mayhem around her faded as she channelled her latent powers to restore control.
The pillars reverted to their proper positions, the ethereal glow subsided to a reassuring brilliance, and the enormous hall steadied. With a proud and supportive face, Lysander stayed by her side.
He said softly, "You did well, Aria. " However, this is just the start. It would help if you were ready for the bigger challenges.
Aria inhaled deeply as her newfound obligations weighed heavily on her. With a more steady tone, she questioned, "What do I need to do?"
Lysander's eyes shone with resolve. "You need to make alliances, awaken the other demi-gods, and discover the true intentions of the renegade faction. It is crucial to the future of both of our worlds.
Aria sensed she was being dragged back to her room as the picture faded. Before darkness engulfed her again, she last saw Lysander's comforting smile.
Chapter 1 Awakening Dreams
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Chapter 2 The Unveiling
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Chapter 3 Secrets Revealed
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Chapter 4 Meeting Lysander
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Chapter 5 Training Begins
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Chapter 6 Forming Alliances
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Chapter 7 Divine Politics
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Chapter 8 Betrayal Unveiled
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Chapter 9 The Hidden Temple
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Chapter 10 Prophecy's Revelation
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Chapter 11 Rising Tensions
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Chapter 12 The Artifact's Power
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Chapter 13 Inner Demons
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Chapter 14 Forbidden Alliances
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Chapter 15 The Betrayal Strikes
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Chapter 16 Rallying the Forces
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Chapter 17 The Hidden Enemy
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Chapter 18 Heart of Darkness
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Chapter 19 Captive and Courage
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Chapter 20 The Turning Point
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Chapter 21 Clash of Powers
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Chapter 22 Descent into Chaos
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Chapter 23 Hope Rekindled
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Chapter 24 Sanctuary of Light
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Chapter 25 Final Preparations
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Chapter 26 The Ultimate Confrontation
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Chapter 27 Sacrifice and Victory
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Chapter 28 Aftermath and Reflection
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Chapter 29 Embracing Destiny
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Chapter 30 A New Beginning
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