Magic Surges

(A-level contract, completion guarantee, read with confidence) (This is my first time writing, I just hope it can bring some happiness to everyone and myself) Even if there is a long road ahead, I will keep moving forward. Let me pluck the scarlet thorns and weave them into my crown of glory. Cutting through the darkness of dawn, holding a long sword that shines with stars. My hands control justice; my feet trample on darkness. Neither hell nor the abyss is but the coldness of my throne. (Originally I wanted to solve it in one sentence, but after thinking about it, I decided to write a more realistic one.)