A serial killer is spreading fear and terror throughout the city ... or so the police say, but I know they are hiding it, the killer is one of them.
I am a journalist and soon I will unmask the culprit.
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We have been on this planet for years n...
You see, is not as simple as it seems, before you, before you could wake me up, decades have passed and the wait seems endless.
My birth was a curse and a blessing.
My parents were ordinary people, my mother was a formidable healer and sorceress, and my father instead a corporal in an army of 5,000 men under his command.
He was stern and tough, but when they met it was love at first sight.
Unfortunately, I could not know them, my mother died due to childbirth from a hemorrhage while my father was captured and executed by the enemy.
When my mother learned that she was pregnant she did nothing but plan the birth and the room, they were so impatient, they had been trying to have a child for years, but unfortunately, the war came on the day of my birth.
I was raised by my grandmother Bayka, of course, as was my father, she too was strict and tough, sometimes I dare say cold and detached, maybe she held me responsible for the death of her son or she never had a family full of love and protection.
But I don't blame her for being a severe or cold mother figure, she still welcomed me into her home, raised me, and taught me good manners.
I never understood why she was so fussy at times, but still, in her way, she taught me to use magic and to be a healer like my mother and I also learned to use the sword, the same one my father used in war and was the same one that was entrusted to me.
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That sword was his weapon since he was young, he never separated from it, and having it with me made me feel close to him and when I used magic I felt my mother giving me strength.
Thinking about it now, I trained for hours just to be able to feel close to my parents.
Alas the misfortune continued, the village disappeared completely one day, engulfed by fire and flames, and no house was left standing ... I remember that the people of the village tried to escape as possible, everyone was looking for a way to survive.
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And it was then that I met Aartock, a Yautja hunter, a formidable hunter I dare to say, his whole clan followed him and carried out his orders, no one allowed himself to contradict his will or his order.
