Luna discovered at a very young age that she possessed a terrifying ability. Whenever her emotions fluctuated violently, intense heat would automatically gather within her body. If she failed to suppress it, wild, uncontrolled flames would erupt from all around her.
To this day, Luna still catches the scent of tar in her midnight dreams.
It was a drizzly noon, and the pine staircase of the old mansion was exceptionally slippery in the damp weather. Seven-year-old Luna was hugging a newly sewn rag doll as she climbed the steps, the tip of her embroidered shoe accidentally catching on the lace of her skirt. The moment a sense of weightlessness washed over her, terror and sharp pain exploded in her chest, and a certain power lying dormant deep within her bloodline suddenly awakened.
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