Avania

Avania is a mantle, a kingdom, and an enslaved Spirit Mage.The country of Avania is peaceful; however, this peace is nothing but an illusion. A facade that conceals the thousands of slaves that sustain it. And I, a Spirit mage, am only one of these thousands of slaves.Burdening the mantle of Avania from a young age, as a nameless weapon to protect and serve the crown, the only thing I let myself dream of is remaining by the side of the one person who sees me for who I am. I would do anything to stay with him, even if it means living a life in the shadows, only watching from afar.But, I have learned that a slave who dares to hold on to something will find the simplest wish broken. When war breaks out between my kingdom and another, I am torn from my delusions, falling behind enemy lines.I have spent my entire life wearing a mask. This time will be no different; I will hide amongst the enemy, biding my time until I can rid Avania of its greatest threat.If I cannot dare to dream, then I will shatter what destroys my dreams.I will be death dressed in deceit.I am Avania.