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My parents were once warriors in one of the biggest covens in the us, they were very high up and fought all there life until one day they were attacked by voodoo witches or more commonly called blood witches.

They would take us for our natural abilities and powers, to become a blood witch it usually starts when you think your powers were not enough, you want more but the only way to get more is if you take it, you sacrifice a soul to feed the greed of your own.

After that my parents escaped, they made it clear to me that I would live as a normal mortal, we would have normal jobs, have regular friends and move around so nobody could ever figure out what we were or why we did the things that we did.

Because of that my parents always taught me that it’s important to appreciate the craft that you have, no matter how big or small that may be and to never push the balance of nature to prove what we could be more, so it always scared me off experimenting.

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