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IRU,L’EXORCISTE SANG-MÊLÉ

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Depuis la nuit des temps, la magie coule dans les veines de l’humanité. Dans ce monde où technologie et enchantement coexistent, rares sont ceux qui ignorent les pouvoirs qui sommeillent en eux. Sur les milliards d’êtres humains peuplant la Terre, 90% portent la magie en eux — mais seuls 20 % en comprennent l’essence, la manipulent, l’utilisent. On les appelle les Exorcistes. Formés pour protéger les innocents, les Exorcistes sont le dernier rempart entre notre monde et celui des Démons. Car ces créatures venues d’une dimension parallèle maîtrisent tous leurs pouvoirs dès la naissance. Cruels, impitoyables, les Démons vivent dans un royaume régi par une seule loi : celle du plus fort. Ils s’entretuent, se trahissent, se dominent sans pitié. Pourtant, parfois, certains franchissent les portails pour venir semer la mort chez les humains. Jusqu’au jour où il est apparu. Nul ne sait d’où il venait. Un démon d’une puissance si écrasante qu’il mit fin à toutes les guerres de son monde. Un monstre qui unifia les clans démoniaques et se proclama Roi de tous les Démons. Puis il leva une armée, ouvrit un gigantesque portail, et déclara la guerre à l’humanité. Ce fut l’ère du chaos. Mais un homme se leva. L’Exorciste le plus puissant de son temps. Seul, il repoussa le Roi Démon, l’abattit au terme d’un combat titanesque, et referma les portes de l’enfer. Au prix de sa vie, il érigea une barrière magique si puissante qu’aucun démon ne pourrait plus la franchir pendant cent mille ans. Avant de s’effondrer, il laissa ces derniers mots à ses compagnons : « Cette barrière tiendra un âge… mais elle n’est pas éternelle. Un jour, les démons reviendront. Et les hommes devront être prêts. » Puis il mourut. Et l’histoire de sa victoire fut gravée dans la mémoire du monde. Mais dans l’ombre, les portails frémissent… et le temps passe. Deux cents ans plus tard. Le monde semblait en paix. La barrière tenait toujours. Mais une jeune Exorciste du nom d’Eléa, poussée par une curiosité indomptable, osa l’interdit : elle ouvrit un portail vers le royaume des démons. Elle y rencontra un démon blessé, Kael, qui crut d’abord qu’elle venait pour le tuer. Il attaqua, elle se défendit, puis le calma, le soigna. Ce fut le début d’un lien improbable. Incapable de retourner dans le monde humain, Eléa resta. Kael la cacha. Et avec le temps, ils s’aimèrent. Un enfant naquit, mi-humain, mi-démon. Mais Kael savait que leur secret ne pouvait durer. Il emmena Eléa et l’enfant devant le nouveau Roi Démon. La tension était palpable. Mais le roi, après avoir écouté leur histoire, resta silencieux un long moment. Puis il déclara d’une voix grave : « Nous avons été en guerre trop longtemps. Cette époque est révolue. Il est temps d’avancer. » Devant tout son peuple, il accepta la femme et l’enfant comme les leurs. Certains grognèrent, refusant d’accepter un sang mêlé. Mais aucun n’osa désobéir. Le roi tourna alors les yeux vers le couple et demanda : « Comment s’appelle-t-il ? » Et d’une seule voix, les parents répondirent : « Nous allons l’appeler Iru. » Ainsi naquit Iru, l’enfant né de deux mondes. Et sans le savoir, ce jour-là, une nouvelle ère commença.
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