The world of Varnily, a world of Magic, Elves, Dwarfs and Demons, is governed by a council of gods, well I say governed, but in reality they don't give two damns about that place. They are the Gods of the Elements, each one representing one of the elements Magic could take. At one point in time the gods decided to interven in an massive war, that almost destroyed the whole world, I say interven like they cared, but in reality they were just really bored, and transported people from a diffrent world into this one and giving each one of their blessings, resulting in the creation of the heros of the world.

More then 80 Years later and with peace firmly establaced, the gods left the world, as they thought they would no longer find anything entertaining in it, however they left behind a scripture containing a spell that should have never been opened under any circumstances, but sadly even fate is outside the gods control, as a young Man found the paper in the deep depths of an acient library.

Hanna was not a particular interesting person, but she had a truly quiet and nice life, so she would not dare complain, but fate can be truly an ass sometimes, as Hanna suddenly and swiftly died, but what ever anyone told her about the afterlife, she definetly didn't expect it to look like a library, was she maybe still alive? Was she reincarnated like in all those books she used to read? Hanna didn't know but far more importantly what is that urge she suddenly felt?

'What the hell is happeing to me, it hurts like hell!!!' She then noticed a man with an scared expression in front of her. Without thinking she started to lick her lips.

'I don't know what I just felt, but I want more, give me more'

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