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Your front door shattered. Screams filled the air. You sat in the corner of your room, your tiny hands glowing faint blue, the wind circling you like a shield. You were frightened- but something inside you was waking up. The doors burst open, and there he stood, Axel.- Tattoos, scars, and eyes burning with rage. "Touch her again" he growled to your father, "and I'll show you the monster you made." Your father laughs and talks in a stern voice. "You think you're a threat to me? I made you Axel."

IntroΒ In a forgotten corner of the city, where the street lights barely work, lived a river year old girl: you. Small, quiet, and different- born with a gift. When you cried the wind howeld. When you laughed, flowers Bloomer through the cracks of the concrete walls. But powers like yours was a curse in the wrong hands. Your mother, cold and bitter, spent most nights gambling away their food money. Your father was far worse- a ruthless mafia boss who ruled through fear and violence. He owed depts to monsters even darker than himself. When collectors came calling, he made a deal: his gifted daughter, for money. You didn't understand the whispers at first. You only knew the locks on your door got tighter, the bruises harsher, and the nights colder. But someone your parents never mentioned was your older brother Axel. Axel had left years ago, running from the same poison that rotted their home. He'd became a name in the underground, a leader of the "Black Vultures Gang"- Dangerous, feared, untouchable. But despite the blood on his hands, Axel had one weakness:His baby sister, you.

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