A tooth for a tooth. An eye for an eye. A life for a life. Love was the poison that led Veronika to become a blood witch but before her demise, she promised she shall come back to destroy humanity. After the widespread witch trials, people with these unearthly abilities went to the Mystral World for refuge. Thus, the birth of the Covenants of the Witches and a pact that they shall never use black magic. An agreement between the covenants was made and Occulus: The Academy of Modern Witchcraft was founded and aims to the younger generations what black magic can do. Generations passed, and Trent was born as one of the witches in the Covenant of the Creeping Ravine. He is just a normal witch; that is what he thinks but a certain mistake will lead him in finding his true capabilities.

A Modern Magician Book I looked around me, assessing the situation. Two Black Hands were down and five magicians. There were supposed to be six. The hair on the back of my neck stood up. Instinctively my body turned. Fire, bright and burning was coming at me. My body moved itself, ducking under into a quick drop and roll, putting some distance between myself and my assailant. It was an older man, his eyes bright green. A magician. "You," he said, his voice ruff. A scowl grew on his face. "You. Traitor. You betrayed your own people." I unhooked my gun from my waist, ignoring the crying magic that I suppressed in my veins. Through grit teeth and the magma in my veins, I ground out, "I have no people."