This story follows Gemma, a girl living in a close community on another planet, where she struggles to discover her own unique identity in a constantly changing world, Gemma grapples with her own identity and the expectations placed upon her by her...
Realizing he was dead, Michael stumbled backward and collapsed onto the ground. As he fell, the misty surroundings transformed into a fiery landscape engulfed by flames. When he turned to face Gemma, he was startled to see her wearing fiery armor, wielding a sword poised to strike.
Instinctively, Michael attempted to block her attack with his hand, only for a shield to materialize out of thin air, providing him with protection. Despite Gemma's relentless attack, he managed to deflect each blow with the shield, although the force behind her strikes was overwhelming.
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Unexplainably, Michael instantly gained knowledge upon contemplating the destructive force of Gemma's strike, realizing that a single blow could decimate half of his forest.
Simultaneously, he attempted to reason with Gemma; however, she remained unyielding. Terrified, he tried to flee into the desolate wasteland. Yet, his attempts at escape were hopeless as, out of nowhere, a circle of flames surrounded him, leaving him with nowhere to run.
As he stared into the flames, he noticed a figure seated across the fiery barrier. Peering deeper, he discerned a person seated on a throne amidst a pile of shining gold coins. Before he could identify the figure, one of the women who had appeared alongside Gemma emerged from the flames, holding a massive hammer.
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With no time to think, Michael braced himself, expecting that the shield would break upon impact. As the hammer struck, he felt the shield shake under the force, echoing through his entire being. Gathering his determination, he prepared for another strike, fearing the shield could not endure much longer.
When she struck him again, the shield broke in half, and he threw it towards the ground. Consequently, the woman began boasting of her power, claiming dominion over countless conquered kingdoms and belittling Michael's significance in comparison to them. As they circled within the fiery confines, Michael dodged her strikes, feeling at the same time that the ground beneath them would collapse if she struck it a few more times.
Therefore, Michael faced a critical decision: to remain within the circle's confines or to jump through the flames, risking being burned alive. Choosing the latter, he leaped through the flames, feeling the intense heat consume every fiber of his body and soul before landing on the ground on the other side.
As he lay on the ground, he felt transformed by the fire. All fear vanished, replaced by an overwhelming rush of power and courage. Encouraged to confront the three spirits instead of running away, he was amazed to find himself holding a mighty sword in his hand.
However, shock set in when he looked around and realized he was back in his village. This time, nothing was destroyed; it looked as if the attack on his village had never happened.
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In disbelief, Michael wandered the familiar streets, searching for signs of life, yet it was deserted. As he neared his family hut, Michael felt a sudden heaviness in his chest, once a symbol of warmth and security, which now filled him with a profound sense of grief.
When entering cautiously, he found everything exactly as before. Confusion clouded his thoughts as he grappled with the inexplicable situation. Where were his family and neighbors?
Suddenly, a familiar voice called out his name, piercing through the silence. It was his little sister, calling from outside. Rushing to investigate, Michael found himself alone once more. Then, another voice - his mother's - echoed through the stillness.
"Mom!" he cried out, desperate for a response, but none came. Then his eyes fell upon a grand table in the center, laden with a lavish feast. Nameplates adorned each seat, including those of his loved ones - Gemma, his mother, his little sister, and more. Yet, there were also names unfamiliar to him.
When he saw a seat with his own name, he was overcome with emotion when his favorite dish sat in front of his seat, a cherished memory from his grandmother's cooking when she was still alive.
Eager to taste the food, Michael sat down and nearly began to eat, but was interrupted as suddenly Gemma appeared, making him immediately stand and grasp his sword in readiness. However, Gemma assured him that everything was fine and that she meant no harm, **then** proceeded to explain that she had prepared the table for him and his family for a very important reason!
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