Chapter 43 The Nightborne With No Prophecy

Alya once thought her power made her different.

Nightborne.

Last of her kind.

Legacy of shadow, blood, and the one magic that did not bend—it remembered.

She used to think that meant she was bound to greatness.

Or doom.

But never—

ordinary.

She had never imagined her story would come down to so...

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