Demon Hunter.

"Nine months and six days before you were born, the stars had aligned into a rare constelation." She picked a piece of parchment out of the pouch of her apron, handing it to me. I unfolded it, and looked at the strange shape, tilting my head. It was a cone of sorts, but a curved one.

"What is this?" I asked her.

"It's called "Devil's Horn." Her eyes were grave. "On the night that the stars align into that shape, all prayers granted from the divine, are corrupted by the death harbinger himself. Your father summoned the god of fertility, but she was not as she would be if he had summoned her any other night. She was dark - malevolent, under the spell of the Devil. She was about to grant his wish, a wish bound by evil, when something, that not even I can explain, broke the spell he had over her for only a few seconds. She was angry. She promised your father a child, but it would be a child with the power destined to kill the one bringer of harsh death. You were that child," She smiled at me. "Your mother was so over joyed when she realized that she was pregnant. Your father said he'd never seen her so alive. You were given the power to kill the devil, and at such a young age, it was uncontrollable. So I gave Jiagram the sap of a Wildring Tree, said to be holy in it's powers of keeping evil at bay. And - at the time - your powers were very, very evil." She murmured, picking up a jar of pure white liquid.

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Follow Levina as she battles demons, meets all sorts of interesting people, and searches for the one she must kill, the Devil himself.