^{LIGHT EM'}
X──XUP

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The stars had shone bright that night and an entire galaxy’s worth of freckles had littered the plush cheeks of a girl born when the rest of the world was asleep. When morning came, the Doneros Court awoke to the Hajjar family’s newest addition. Showered with gifts and luxuries only the Courts were privy too, Soira’s life began on a plentiful start. So it perplexed the members of the Court when Soira’s mother, Almyrah, kept her daughter at bay. Soira grew up in the company of her father, Ghaib. A quiet man with a pacifist's heart who taught her the similarities and differences of all the people in the land. He taught her about her ancestors in Szaholor, and how all of them had the same bronze freckles she did. Hyperpigmented dots that reflected the constellations of the night they were born, a touch of magic they all walked around with.Soira didn’t understand the taboo behind the word 'magic' for many years. Not until she was sent home crying, her classmates had called her a witch and her teacher had been nice enough to brush it off as children being children. The repercussions of such a heavy accusation could have been far worse, her father explained to her as her mother sat rigid like a statue on the couch. Her mother never liked talking about magic much. An otherwise opinionated woman, she would grow quiet when her father began another one of his history lessons. It was that night that they taught her to never repeat the stories they told her at home anywhere else. When Soira pushed for further answers, her mother left the room and her father only combed back her hair and promised to explain later.She learned to keep her family’s secret stories to herself and her newly born younger brother, Yafir, the only thing the outspoken girl really knew how to stay hush about. Soira grew into a rambunctious young girl with a hungry desire to uncover what her parents seemed to be hiding from her. It took many months of planning for her to follow behind her father in the middle of the night, weaving through alleyways and back doors and constantly peering over her shoulder in fear of being caught. When she seemed to lose him around a corner, she pushed open the only door that he could have possibly gone through. Soira found herself awkwardly standing at the edge of a large, round table, where seated officials turned to stare at their intruder. Her father looked mortified.Surprisingly enough, after much placating and coaxing from her father, Soira was settled into an empty chair and given one simple instruction: listen. And so she did, soaking in every second that made her head spin. Her parents had lived a double life for a decade and Soira hadn’t suspected a thing.Her mother, an esteemed member of the Doneros Court, had infiltrated into the midst of their governing body despite being precisely the type of people they were trying to get rid of: a Noxir, a magic wielder. Her mother was a sorceress and her father no less. A warlock who hid in plain sight, meeting with the other Noxir elders who lived in Doneros. They were known as The Concealed, a cohort of the Noxir that lived among the humans, the Innox. Some, like her father, chose to simply go about his day without disturbing the peace. While others were rather vocal, in the safety of their meeting room, about their displeasure about their oppression. Her mother reported back to The Concealed, informing them of what the Courts had planned for their people and their plan of eradication.

Land that Soira once believed to be her safe haven, a conflict her mother had tried her hardest to distance her daughter from, was now the land of people that wanted her dead.From then on, her parents were an open book. When the curtains were pulled tight and doors were locked, magic flowed through their house. Soira began to pick up little unexplainable phenomenon she had never previously noticed. How her mothers coffee never seemed to cool as she sipped from it, how her father would appear instantly at her call, how they always seemed to know where Soira hid her snacks. Her parents were magic — Noxir — but what was she? Soira tried desperately to compel bursts of electricity through her fingers to no avail. Her mother assured her it was for the best in a nation like theirs and her father told her she would blossom one day. Disheartened, she put her hopes to rest and focused on learning more about her people and their history.She was twenty one when the lab explosion and leak happened. Evidence had come out that the Innox were testing on Noxir in their labs, and a flurry of injustices came bubbling to the surface. The tension in her house grew palpable, and her mother worried more and more. She worried for her husband and she worried for her children, but behind it all, she worried for herself. A sheep walking on eggshells among wolves, she feared for her safety. The hunt for Noxir living in the city grew stronger as more and more stepped out of the shadows to protest the inhumane testing happening in the Innox labs. Violent displays of brutality littered the news stations and for the first time in her life, Soira felt targeted.Whispers of a rebellion spread like wildfire throughout the nation. A group of youth who called themselves the Mage Renegades were supposedly working against the government, in support and aid of the Noxir. Soira saved every paper clipping, the far and few that even dared to mention the rebel group. The riots increased, attacks on government property skyrocketed, and all of it came to a chilling peak the night Soira’s parents never came home.They waited with bated breath, watching the hours tick by. Soira reassured her brother that they were just running late, or caught up on the road, but the night stretched on and the gut wrenching realization dawned on them. They had to run.With whatever they could throw into a bag, Soira and her brother tiptoed out the back door of their childhood home and set off on a journey that would put them through every peril they could ever imagine. Shago was a far off city from Asoron but the fact of the matter was: it was life or death. Who knew what would await them if they turned back and headed home? After a treacherous trip, they wound up in Mage Renegade territory and were quickly taken under the wings of the experienced Renegades who knew a desperate soul when they saw one.It didn’t take long for Soira and her brother to fully immerse themselves in the rebel groups mission. Soira soon became the best long range shooter of her unit while her younger brother was more brain than brawn. Both had a common interest at heart: free themselves from the Innox rule and find their parents in the process of it all.

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main:........set in present day, where the Innox are still ruling over Droyi Coire. however, now they have to deal with the constant attacks and raids by the rebel group The Mage Renegades. Soira is an avid member of the rebellion and is often sent with her team and unit on missions across the land. all the while searching for clues about where her parents have been for the last five years, and whether they are still alive.

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