Pure meets Wicked

Pure always bred Pure. Pure raised Pure.
Two Pures = Pure. You get it?

Wicked bred wicked. And you know the rest.

Wicked with dark magic.
Pure with light.

Light always having their eyes pure colours and light. Wicked, dark. In rare occasions green.

The world is divided.
The Wicked.
And The Pure.
They don't look, or talk to eachother.
Two kingdoms. Never to join together. Or interact.
What happens when Pure... breeds Wicked?

And her name,
is Rose.