Adolfa's POV
When I opened my eyes, I was met with an overwhelming weight pressing down on my chest. My limbs felt weak, every inch of my body drained and hollow. I stared at the cracked ceiling above me, the echo of defeat lingering in my bones. I hadn't been defeated by an enemy. No. I had been defeated by myself—by the shadows of my mind, by the very force I was supposed to master. The most infuriating part? My powers were gone.
The abilities I had nurtured for years—painstakingly harnessed through blood, discipline, and torment—had vanished. The energy that once crackled through my veins like wildfire was now a distant memory. A void. I felt stripped, exposed, and helpless.
"Why?" I whispered, my voice trembling with disbelief. "Why is everything so damn hard for me?"
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