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Onward (Ian X Reader)
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  • Reads 160,245
  • Votes 4,614
  • Parts 18
  • Time 2h 29m
Complete, First published Feb 01, 2021
Long ago, the world was full of wonder. It was adventurous, exciting and best of all, there was magic. And that magic, helped all in need. But it wasn't easy to master, and so the world found a simpler way to get by. Over time, magic faded away. But I hope, there's a little magic left in you.







[Y/n] was an elf, living with her aunt. She was also best friends with Ian Lightfoot, who she had a little crush on.

[Y/n] always loved the idea of magic as a kid and always dreamed of going on an adventure. She always loved those stories of magical princesses, daring sword fights, a prince charming, you know all those beautiful fantasies.

But those little fantasy dreams were tossed aside as she grew up. She had to start facing the real world, and all those dreams were just figments of her little kid imaginations. Right?

Well, imagine her surprise when her own best friend discovers a magic wand.

Now they're off on a wild adventure.

Follow [Y/n] as she watches all of her little fantasy dreams as a kid, come true.
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