SCARLETGROVE: RISE OF THE MARKED

In the heart of an untamed wilderness, hidden from mortal eyes, there lay a sanctuary known as Scarletgrove—a place where whispers of power echoed and shadows danced with the light of ancient flames. This was no ordinary haven; it was a crucible for an extraordinary legion, an army of witches unlike those twisted caricatures of old tales. No wart-ridden faces, no crooked brooms or pointed hats—these witches were warriors of destiny, bound by blood and fire to a legacy of unimaginable power.

Their strength stemmed from a single source: the fabled "Scarlet Witch." A being as ancient as time itself, her presence was more myth than reality, her visage unseen by most. Yet, her power coursed through every soul born within Scarletgrove, a gift as inescapable as it was magnificent. Her essence bound them, her strength shaped them, and her will commanded them.

But there was more to the Scarlet Witch than her mysterious power. To those deemed worthy—those destined to rise above the ranks—she bestowed a gift unlike any other. A mark of greatness, a spark of divinity, a force meant to serve not just Scarletgrove but the world beyond.

And now, deep within the ancient forest that shrouded Scarletgrove, something stirred. Whispers of a chosen soldier rippled through the coven like wildfire. A soldier marked not just for service, but for a destiny that would unravel the very fabric of their reality.

For in Scarletgrove, greatness demanded sacrifice, and power always came at a price.