![]() ![]() The chosen one seems to be more of a prayer than reality. Once I grew up though and looking at what has become of our world, I no longer believe. Someone who could save our souls and bind us back to our magic. That eventually someone would be born like the oracle once said. The one who would save us all, I used to believe what she said was true. You just need to weed out the fiction from fact.My grandmother used to tell me stories of the chosen one. But what comes from legend, no matter how exaggerated the story gets, is a sliver of truth. Growing up, I soon realised that they weren't stories but memories of her past, memories of our ancestors before our world turned to shit. Warning contains Reverse Harem erotica content and mature themes.When I was a child, my grandma used to tell me stories, I never gave them much thought back then thinking they were just that, stories.
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