Keteᛕ

Have you read 7 yet on the forum edition?

I DON'T KNOW YET

Just keep reading.

Ok. so when one become shaped, I think That they lose a sense and then slowly develop a way of making up for the loss, (like echolocation.) along with more perks. Not sure about Snapped yet.

I want to learn the magic system too!

chapter 7

TRUE love

Love

okay the last chapter is more an interlude than a chapter. I'm working on it! it's not a book kind of story as much as it is an ongoing story.

I Sandwich GPS my way to the Sandwich, and nab it via sneaky concept.

Renunciation of oaths.

Or, you could just, pretend it's ORV and read them now.

Ok. 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6.

Understood.

Alrighty, first 5 chapters are in the blog form, I guess I'l continue here! See y'all with chapter 6! -Ketek

I was thinking screws.

this needs more to it. ugghhhhghhhh

Chapter 5 Whill sat back down on the plush mattress. And waited for something to happen. Anything to happen. Because Whill had no screwing idea what was happening to him. He surveyed the room a third time, looking for a hint, a sign, anything that could identify where he was. There were no windows and the only door was locked from the outside. If Shaped are so glorified, why am I being held prisoner? Without anything else to do, he grabbed a book of the shelf and flipped it open. An object fell out. It hit the floor with a clunk. The book held a secret compartment. What? Whill bent down and picked up the object. It was a carved piece of wood. Anyone else would have thought it as nothing special, but Whill gasped. It was a present he had made for Jax when Jax had turned 16. Whill had spent 3 nights carving each intricate line on the wood, trying to impress his older brother. He had never managed to finish the carving, but Jax said he'd treasure it anyways. Why on Nolor is this in here? How did they get this? Whill then noticed a note on the back. Whill. If you find this, I’m still alive. -Jax Whill blinked once, twice, then fainted.

I'm getting to that! There is most likely going to be magic involved I need a swear (like brandon's "storms") for my story help

Chapter 4 Whill couldn’t hear. His best sense- gone. But he knew he was a Shaped. The only reason he knew this was the banners that now hung on the walls with squares imprinted on them- the emblem of the Shaped. He staggered off the platform, and ducked into a corner. Why? Why did I become deaf? A deaf Shaped- that’s a paradox. Shaped are supposed to gain enhanced senses, not lose them entirely! What happened to me? His thoughts sped by, as he hid in the corner. He sat down, his breathing turning quick and shallow. What is happening to me? Why me? I- he began to panic, curling up as the ever-present silence enveloped him, all sound gone. He couldn’t so much as remember what his own voice sounded like. All there was was silence. He began to cry, curling tighter. I wish I would have gotten something else. I don’t care that I got Shaped. I wish I was anything else. Dammit, I just want to hear again! He cried in that eternal silence for a long time. It wasn’t until after he fell asleep in that corner when he stopped crying. ____________________________________________________________________________ Whill awoke in a soft, large bed. He shifted upright, and surveyed the room around him. It was a luxury bedroom, the kind that only exceptionally rich Mused could afford. There were soft pillows, glass tables, bookshelves with limited edition books, and much more. Was- was it all a dream? He wondered. But the hope he had was short-lived. As he hopped out of the increasingly soft bed, he didn’t hear his feet hitting the hardwood floor. He didn’t hear his breathing. Whill was still shrouded in empty, complete silence. He surveyed the room again. A finger tapped his right shoulder. He jumped, startled. How did someone sneak up on me? That’s never- oh, yeah. He swiveled around to see a tall, composed man standing in front of him. The man’s mouth was moving, and because Whill had no experience with lip-reading, it was complete nonsense to him. “I… can’t.. hear you, sir. I…. suddenly… went deaf… at the… shaping.. ceremony…” He mouthed the words carefully, unsure of what he was actually saying. He felt his face blush. The man looked confused, and seemed to excuse himself, dashing out of the room. Where am I?

Chapter 3 The dreaded day came. Whill, having stayed awake all night long, stumbled into the towering dome of the Bureau. Today would decide the rest of his life. Whill joined the line of jittering, nervous boys, his mind too nulled to panic. Staying awake all night had dulled his brain, which he would have wondered if that was good or bad. No one knew how roles were assigned, let alone who assigned them. Whill didn’t care. He knew that there was nothing he could do to prevent his role, and he just hoped for something more than Burdened. The Shaping began. ______________________________________________________________________________ As the line of boys grew shorter and shorter, Whill watched some react ecstatically to getting Mused or Tried, and others sulk after receiving Burdened. Nobody got Shaped, and there were only two boys who were Snapped. Both fought but failed to escape. After a long time, it was Whill’s turn. As he stepped onto the platform, he suddenly became hyperaware of all the sounds around him. Frantic conversations, hurried mumbling- he heard every word at the same time. He looked up, like Jax had done so long ago. “Name?” some unseen voice probed. “Whi- uh… Elias,” He stuttered, the voices of tens of people thundering in his ears. A few minutes passed. After the longest moment of his life, Whill heard the voice again. “You have received the role of-” Whill didn’t hear anything else. All the sounds around him stopped. He opened his mouth, and asked “What?” but he didn’t hear himself talk. There were no more sounds. People’s mouths moved, but there were no more sounds. He couldn’t hear anything. His brilliant sense of hearing was gone. Whill was deaf.

I was thinking that too, but where's the plot in that? hold on. Only you can get spoilers right now. gimme a sec. oh shoot I cant send you messages. OK... So yeah I'm going to give him Shaped, for the sake of the title, but also I'm going to take his hearing away There is white text spoiler.

hes turning 18 what did you expect he was already 17 guess what I'm assigning him. Okay. I just need to list this somewhere. Whill; -great hearing -grief -17 -short, scrawny -real name elias -orphan -carpenter for himself -brother snapped

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