As Lilacia battles against a poison in the world, she is consumed by a sickness within- one that demands every last breath of her sanity to be cast aside. With grief gnawing at her heart and fractured shards of her mind strewn about, she is hurled into the treacherous realm of Eldin; where horrifics and wonders rule the land alike. Cloaked in the shadows of dragon wings, the deception of nymph magik, and the cage of hollow claws lies one truth. There is no return to the mundane, there is no escape from this disease; only a crucible where failure means death. Navigating the own shattered pieces of her psyche, Lilacia must evolve--- or be consumed by the nightmares that envelope the very foundation of this world. She must call upon each asset she has left, for the very world she once knew revealed itself to be a lie. With trust being a luxury she can't afford the lands of right and wrong become a world of grey, friends and enemies wear the same indistinguishable face, and death seems to pay its visit to her around every corner. Forget thriving. To survive in this world of peril Lilacia will not only have to outsmart each and every obstacle, but she'll have to piece together the remnants of the past in order to reconstruct her own self. The road ahead demands more than excellence in every degree, it demands a metamorphosis. And she'll do most anything to achieve that transformation to ensure the safety of the few people she allows herself to care for. And perhaps, there is a chance that Lilacia Drauktor will rediscover what it means to be sane; to be whole- If she lives long enough to see it through that is.

Requirements & Requests

I hope I received both positive and negative feedback truly. I want to ask the readers how they feel reading this. Can you get into the mind of Lilacia? Are things too descriptive or not descriptive enough? Are things suggestive enough to a larger plot?

Trigger Warnings:

This involves mentions of death, suicide, and self harm. There are also allusions to sexual assault, trust me, this has a purpose it's not simply thrown in there.