There are powers in this world, bigger then you could imagine. We don’t like to talk about it much, humans are power hungry, and many of us fear that if they learn of the endlessness of power that they will try an conquer it. Not to mention those who can separate the strands of magic, well, we’d be hunted, killed most likely. You don’t agree?
Think about it? The wars, the chaos human’s cause everyday. It might not be the nicest solution, but we are much safer in secrecy.
My family is no better then humans. They believe Witches are far better then any other race. I disagree. They believe we should rule. I disagree. They believe human life is insignificant. I strongly disagree.
My name is Arianna Blue, and I am a witch, and I have to get out of here.
So yeah. i know, that was a terrible synopsis. It so difficult to explain. So, Here's a story to help me out. (It's told by Arianna...)
There is a story my people tell, from the old days, when Humans were aware. In the old days, the world was at peace. There were the Witches, the Wizards, the Daemons, the Faeries, and the Shifters.
Human’s could use their own strands of magic, just as everyone else, but a certain king wanted more. He called forth a nomad witch who had stopped in the village for the night. You see, the king believed that Witches has an easier life then humans. He believed that the strands of magic weren’t equally divided among the races.
When the Witch arrived, the king demanded she teach him her magic.
The Witches apologized to the king, saying she was born being able to manipulate the world the way she could. There was nothing she could teach. The king was furious at this. He order her arrest, and the next day, she was hung.
When word of the witches death spread to a neighboring witches town, the Queen was furious. She knew there was nothing she could do without the help of other races, so she called a meeting.
There, she explained to her fellow rulers what the king had done. The Daemon king, agreed with the queen at once, telling that the king had also taken the lives of many Daemon warriors that had passed threw his village.
The others were hesitant to do what the Queen asked, and requested a week to think. The queen granted them this. However, the Daemon king protested. He said if they waited, more innocent lives would be lost.
The meeting ended, and the Daemon king stormed from the room. On the first day of the week, the Daemon king led a Shifter into the kings village. He told the Shifter to stay one night in the village, and when the king called him forth, to go.
The Shifter did as he was told, and the next morning, the Shifter King was informed of his death.
The Daemon king did this twice more, until each race had agreed to the Witch queen’s plan.
Each ruler, called upon their magic, and combined their power to take that of the humans.
Humans have since then, lost the ability to use magic, and in time, have forgotten the exsitance completely.
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