Late one night, a mysterious figure confronted me in my chambers.

“Kael, your black flame magic—”

“Don’t say it’s forbidden again,” I interrupted.

“It’s unstable. Dangerous. But you… you have a rare bloodline. You might be the only one who can master it without corruption.”

My mind raced.

“Why are you telling me this now?”

“Because others are watching. And they fear what you might become.”

I clenched my fists.

This wasn’t just a fight for love or survival anymore.

It was a battle for my very soul.