Fractureborn
The plague didn't end the world, it emptied it.After the Lymesis, the great plague, swept across the land, cities went silent, kings died faceless, and prayers echoed unanswered. What rose in the stillness were not heroes, but those touched by something stranger. Not magic. Not miracle. Just cracks.They call it the Fracture. No one knows what caused it. No one agrees what it wants. Most never come back from it. Some do. But they return wrong. Or maybe right, in a way the world isn't ready for.Alexia is one of them. She doesn't talk about what she saw when the silence took her. She just walks, sword in hand, through broken roads and older questions. The kind that bleed when answered.…