# Changed Fates: Crola - Prologue

Author: Crola_the_Snake
Tags: Anthro, Fantasy, Mage, Magic, Naga, Snake, Story Series, Transformation, War, tf

&nbsp; &nbsp; "Is everything going according to plan?" a woman on a chair asked, the shadow covering her body, except for her glowing green eyes. Its narrow pupils resembled those of a snake.

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&nbsp; &nbsp; An old man was the audience of the woman. His green hood failed to cover his withering white beard and his hunched back. His wrinkled hands grasped on a wooden staff, both used as a cane to ease walking and as a weapon a wizard uses to fight.

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "Yes, my lady, everything is going as planned," the old man said, "We've assigned our guards to the entry points, in case one of them attempts to escape. We've also placed a colosa san memoir ward around the city, ready to activate after we were done."

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "I appreciate the efforts you provided for this, Andriel," the woman replied, "But remember that we will only take ten of the potentials. We already have more than enough."

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "Yes, my lady."

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "You fought at the war, correct?"

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "Yes, my lady. From the beginning of it two scores ago. I still remember everything that happened, vivid in my memories."

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "And that you single-handedly took out fifty mages at the Battle of Greenhold?"

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "That is correct, my lady. We were ambushed by our own men. I lost my left hand in the battle." Andriel raised his left hand, which reflected the torch hanging on the wall, "Replacing it with a bionic arm, I could no longer perform as much as back then."

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "Then they relieved you from the army?"

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "Yes, my lady. I then became teacher in the Academy."

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "Your knees are shaking, Headmaster." The wizard looked at his knees then back at the woman.

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "I do not mean anything, my lady. Years of teaching kids are taking their toll. Hopefully, I die of old age and not by blade nor spell."

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "Hmm, interesting. You may now leave my presence."

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "Thank you, my lady." Andriel then left the dark room.

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&nbsp; &nbsp; "The project is entering the final stage," the woman thought after the headmaster's footsteps faded from the hallways, "Assuming all will go well, we could finally end it."

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