She was created to destroy gods, but what happens when she doesn’t live up to the wizards’ expectations? Raised in the shadow of war, Zelia never questions why she was different from the Elves around her. They were her kin, she was safe here with them, and that was enough for her. That is until the elder Wizards in The Guild came to her home with a their vote cast upon her, they could wait no longer for her powers to emerge. They dragged her from her home and into the forbidden Darkan Mountains, a place where even the Elves dare not go. Here Asenten gave her two stones and one order, to go and prove herself. She had never used magic, sure she could talk to the animals, but that wasn’t something that could protect her from the Darkans. Still, they pushed her down the path of fire and ice to a fate worse than hell. She wakes, sleeps, and breathes in darkness, away from prying eyes and the stars she loved so much. They force her to spill the blood of innocents, to torture them, until she feels she is not worthy of anything but pain for all that she has done. But when the lives of those she cares about hangs in the balance, she must face the wizards or risk losing what gave her hope for all those years.