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Tempest Will

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Three hundred people lived in Nimbra. One survived. Kael didn't ask to survive. He didn't ask for the mark that burned itself into his shoulder when the Rift tore through the village, or for the power that awakened inside him while everyone he loved was dying around him. He didn't ask for Stormweave — an attribute that gives him command over wind and lightning and quietly unravels his mind every time he uses it. He asked for none of it. He got all of it anyway. Now he carries a weapon called Raiven that seems to know things it shouldn't, moves through a world that fears what he's becoming, and searches for answers to the only question that hasn't left him since that night: Why did I live when no one else did? In a world where the Tempest Will chooses its wielders and every ability comes paired with a Flaw that costs you something real — Kael's cost is this: the power that could save him is the same one slowly taking him apart. This is not a story about destiny. This is the story of what remains after the storm takes everything else.
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