by BurningTulip
(This story was written in English.)Some scars run deeper than skin. Some fires never truly die.In a world where ancient crystals choose their hosts, transformation is both gift and curse. Matter becomes fluid. Boundaries dissolve. And those who bear the mark must hide from the very world they are sworn to protect.When governments brand them carriers of a deadly virus, the Shattered Ones are forced underground — fractured souls bound by fragments of alien power, hunted by enemies who were once family, and drawn toward a destiny written in the petals of a centuries-old flower.Between solid and void, between trust and betrayal, between the girl she was and the weapon she must become, one truth remains: rebirth demands ash.The fragments are waking. The veil is thinning. And the full moon remembers what the world has forgotten.
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