Prologue

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It wasn't long until the great goddess had created a paradise for us. A realm that was gilt in all that we could ever need. A land bold and beautiful to anyone's eye.

I was one of them. The first ones to achieve this peace. The first group of women who were moved into this glorious sanctuary. Some of us were pregnant, and they later bore children, boys and girls.

All of this was the effect of the patriarchy, along the dark ages where witches, strong women, and women of independence had been slaughtered, after they were excommunicated from the church. Blasphemed and eventually murdered.

That's why we had been transferred here, a place set apart from the paradox of existence. A place that is secret and invisible to those it chose to hide.

But even then, we still dreaded if ever there would be a new terror which could come and desecrate the tranquility upon us.

Which is why we had it built, our own empire from the four corners of Magdallion, in case a new fear would arise.

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