001. Painful Past

I WAS HUNTING A DEER IN THE FOREST when the royal knights came and killed my ill mother just because she was a witch.

When I came back to my home, mommy was on the ground with a lake of blood around her.

How did I know that was them, once I wasn't there?

The bastards left their dagger made of gold in my mother's heart.

Almost to say "we did this, now thank me for killing this witch, you peasant", as they did with my father when I was 8.

I still have nightmares about that shit.

When dad died by their hands, we moved on to another village, but they came to finish their jobs by killing my mom.

Of course, they didn't know that my parents had me, so I am safe.

And well, when my mother was killed, I moved on, but this time I left the Albtraum Kingdom and I'd come to the Dusk Kingdom.

I live in a little house in the heart of the forest, far from civilization.

I have four types of wraths, something that it's unusual, they're the wrath of weather ~ which let me controls the weather accord to my mood ~ the wrath of fire, the wrath of lightning, and the wrath of empathy ~ which let me know what people feel and if their intentions are good or not.

I also have sharp senses and I can feel if are people near me even if I cannot see them.

Maybe that's because my parents were of the witch's race.

And it's rare for a man been born in my mom's race.

They're like 90% women.

The bastard who reigns the Albtraum Kingdom is Kakoi Albatroz, from the worst royal family whoever ruled the kingdom, the Albatroz's.

He's a psychopath, who's one of those rare wizards ever born ~ once his mother was a witch as well ~ who love killing people that disagree with him, who love killing innocent people, to be honest.

He's almost four years older than me and to make this situation worst than ever, he's being from the witches race, and from the fae's race makes him immortal.

Well, the only thing that can kill witches are things made of pure gold and ash.

The daggers, swords, katanas, knives all them must be made of both of these materials and only of them.

But if no one attacks you, you can, yes, live for more than thousands of years.

If I am a witch?

Uhm, yeah.

But I'm not like the other witches, cuz if it's rare a boy being born in this race, being the daughter of a woman and men from this race it's the rarest case ever.

Like I've said, it's a really rare case when someone has four wraths like me.

The normal people have, of course, one wrath.

The nobles have normally two wraths.

The royals and the other races like the witches, the faes, the werewolves+ had three wraths.

But four?

Well, this is a problem.

It's almost like being a living target and a threat to those royals and powerful races.

Not that I care.

Cuz I couldn't care less about that.

And that's why I live far away from civilization, on my own.

I was sixteen when mom was killed by the royal knights of Albtraum and when I moved here.

Now, thanks to that immortality factor and the fact that I don't age physically anymore, I'm 48 but I look like 19.

There's a lot of years since I've gone to the Witch's Forest, their official territory because I don't like their principles or the way they do things.

I also don't consider myself a witch.

Like, I know I am from this race, cuz my parents were, but I truly hate them.

Like or not, they are the ones who started a war with the Albtraum Kingdom because of the actual king's mother, when she fell in love with the previous king.

They're the guilty ones for the previous king's death, for fifteen thousand witches who died in this ridiculous war, for the destruction of 70% of the Witch's forest and 40% of the Albtraum territory, for five thousand innocents who lived in the kingdom and died in this shit.

So yeah, I refused my race.

I hate my kind, but I also hate the nobles and royals of the Albtraum Kingdom.

Those ridiculous faes who think that they are superiors to peasants, to people who only had one wrath, to people who have to work to be stronger, to people who weren't born great, to people who don't have money, to orphans and other races.

I don't have family cuz those bastards killed them.

But I didn't let the desire of getting revenge win against my principles.

I'll never forgive them, even if the Gods or the devils do it, I'll never be able to forget and forgive the ones who did this.

I don't like most of the humans, neither the witches and wizards nor the faes who are arrogant as fuck and act like they're were the most powerful and superior race of all.

But when it comes to the other races I'm neutral.

The only races I like are the dwarves and the fairies, well at least I still like them.

I lived in the Dusk Kingdom since mom died, but none of them know about my existence, thank Gods.

Since it's kinda forbidden to witches live in fae territory, I can only pray that they never find me here, but if this happens, I'll be ready to fight cuz I know that I would never lose.

And since they don't know I'm here, I was the one who built my treehouse in the forest, I'm the one who hunts down my food and everything else.

I train hard my body every day, I'm always training with my Kanata which was a present from my dad to my mom, and I train to gain more and more control of my wraths.

No one knows when one of those prickly kingdoms will start another war, and I'll have to choose a side.

Or when someone will find me here and try to kill me.

But I'm 100% prepared for it, doesn't matter what will come first.