
Without my touch, people die. Screaming, burning from the inside out. A good person would want to save them. I don't. In the empire of Khesere, magic rules. Those who can control it hold all the power, until that...

Without my touch, people die. Screaming, burning from the inside out. A good person would want to save them. I don't. In the empire of Khesere, magic rules. Those who can control it hold all the power, until that...