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Some kilometres away from Anastasia's village a man was fighting for his life. He was not an ordinary knight, he had a gift too. It was something different from Anastasia's gift. His gift was not earned from devotion. It was given to him by birth. 

His father was a loyal knight to the emperor.  He served the emperor until his fateful death on the battlefield. Before his death, he trained his son to be like him. A strong and undefeatable knight.

He had been training with his father since the age of six. He always wanted to be like his father and before he knew it he was sixteen with a sword in hand fighting the enemies. His movements were astonishing. He was caring his sword as if it was a feather. The way he was slashing his enemy's head was the thing that gave him the title of general. 

His name was Basilios. A family name. A name that cared a lot of history both bad and good. Family secrets that would lead him to the stake. Burned alive as a sorcerer. His mother was a religious woman. For her God was the only saviour. Her mother on the other hand was different. She made poisons and offerings to the devil.

Her son was raised Cristian both by his father and mother. After the death of his father, he spent his life in a convent until he got recruited by the emperor. His teen years were filled with glorious celebrations and unlimited battles. He did not care about the battles or the crimes he commented on the name of god. He only cared about spreading his religious beliefs to the rest of the world. Even if he had to use violence.

Now he was the last alive from his men. All of them were left to rot or to be eaten by wild animals. He crawled like a worm on earth after the rain. Desperate to be rescued. However, he was not raised to be weak. He got on his feet and started to wonder until he found someone who could help him. 

Blood stained his glorious uniform as it came out from his would like a river. A river with blooded water. The water has been infected by the dirt of the soldier's bride and bloodlust. The water witch is used to clean people from their sins and problems. The water of the lake is like his soul, dirty. 


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