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Chapters (66)
  1. PREFACE
  2. Full Page Image
  3. ONE
  4. TWO
  5. One week ago
  6. THREE
  7. Present day
  8. FOUR
  9. FIVE
  10. SIX
  11. SEVEN
  12. EIGHT
  13. NINE
  14. TEN
  15. ELEVEN
  16. TWELVE
  17. THIRTEEN
  18. FOURTEEN
  19. FIFTEEN
  20. SIXTEEN
  21. SEVENTEEN
  22. EIGHTEEN
  23. NINETEEN
  24. TWENTY
  25. TWENTY-ONE
  26. TWENTY-TWO
  27. TWENTY-THREE
  28. TWENTY-FOUR
  29. TWENTY-FIVE
  30. TWENTY-SIX
  31. TWENTY-SEVEN
  32. TWENTY-EIGHT
  33. TWENTY-NINE
  34. THIRTY
  35. THIRTY-ONE
  36. THIRTY-TWO
  37. THIRTY-THREE
  38. THIRTY-FOUR
  39. THIRTY-FIVE
  40. THIRTY-SIX
  41. THIRTY-SEVEN
  42. THIRTY-EIGHT
  43. THIRTY-NINE
  44. FORTY
  45. FORTY-ONE
  46. FORTY-TWO
  47. FORTY-THREE
  48. FORTY-FOUR
  49. FORTY-FIVE
  50. FORTY-SIX
  51. FORTY-SEVEN
  52. FORTY-EIGHT
  53. FORTY-NINE
  54. FIFTY
  55. FIFTY-ONE
  56. FIFTY-TWO
  57. FIFTY-THREE
  58. FIFTY-FOUR
  59. FIFTY-FIVE
  60. FIFTY-SIX
  61. FIFTY-SEVEN
  62. FIFTY-EIGHT
  63. FIFTY-NINE
  64. SIXTY
  65. SIXTY-ONE
  66. SIXTY-TWO

The girls bubble with excitement when they hear that—after all, it's one of the reasons they want to become priestesses. Red should be the equivalent of a Supreme in spiritual power if it's so rare, and as such, put them onto the path of becoming a Supreme in the future. That makes me wonder what color Ze would be. With his power, I have no doubt he would be an instant red. Hadn't Thea mentioned he is being considered for a Supreme position?

"What if there is"A red?" Wyn stuns everyone by taking a step out of the line, directly questioning the high priestess. "Will she automatically become a priestess?"

The high priestess raises a brow at her.

"What is your name, child?" the high priestess asks as she comes closer.

"Arwyn," she replies confidently, looking straight into the high priestess's eyes.

"How old are you, Arwyn?"

"Three thousand years old." She pushes her chin up.

"A young adult, I see." She smiles. "Hopeful. Maybe too hopeful." She laughs. Turning with her back to Wyn, she addresses the others. "Arrogance is not something we welcome at the temple. And youth is no excuse for it," she adds, her voice cutting just as her features morph into a scowl. "Arrogance breeds recklessness, and recklessness breeds disaster. The temple is here because we have been steady in our devotion."

Silence envelops the courtyard.

"The sphere will now decide who leaves and who goes on to the next round." Glancing back at Wyn, she adds in a low voice, "And it might also give some a lesson in humility."

Wyn's lips flatten as she moves back into the line, her body tense. I reach out and pat her on the back, a small comforting gesture. She looks startled by it, but she musters a small smile as she inclines her head.

The sphere descends to the waiting hands of the first girl in line number one. Her palms are wide open, curving to the sides of the sphere. Her fingers press to the surface of the object as she stares at it intently, waiting for the color to change.

Seconds pass and nothing happens.

"That is enough," the high priestess intervenes. "Unfortunately, your level is white. Please pass it to the next person."

The sphere floats out of the girl's hands and into the next person's. Dejected, the girl takes a step back as one of the other priestesses comes to escort her to the exit.