One Little, Two Little, Three

A century had passed after a catastrophe. The younger generations of Hirana may have forgotten the Great Summoner who caused the plague that took many lives in their land. They may not know the sacrifices of those who did not survive and the sufferings of those who did. But the fact that the people could not eradicate the remnants of the plague, and some even thrived-it was believed that the catastrophe could happen again. That the summoner would rise again.

Since the event, summoners were shunned and even threatened. Even the Council of Magic of Hirana was on the lookout for such individuals and was actively executing potential candidates. It came to the point where summoners became extinct-very low possibility of the dreadful plague to happen again.

Unbeknownst to all of them, the Fuentes sisters (far from any logical explanation they could think) had traveled to the land of Hirana. Not just once, but most of their sleeping hours.

While they had to deal with a lifestyle that was far from what they used to, they also had to deal with newfound abilities that were never possible in their world.

As if it wasn't hard enough surviving, it would be sooner than later that the Council of Magic would discover that the sisters have what they dreaded-the ability to summon.