Agora Hills

Her voice hardened, growing colder with each word. “Emotions are a tool, not a master. Use them to fuel your strength, but never let them control you. Anger, fear, pain – they can all be turned into weapons if you harness them correctly. But if you let them dominate you, they will lead you to ruin.”

Absinth's gaze bore into her eldest child, Ludovic, her eyes unyielding. “You, of all, should understand this. Your strength is meaningless if you can't control it. Power without focus is like a wildfire – it consumes everything, including yourself. Channel your energy, direct it with precision. Be the eye of the storm, not the chaos within it.” Her lips curled upward in both a grin and a snarl as she looked over her other children, ensuring they did not think themselves above her scrutiny,

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