I'm a witch and it flows through my blood and to no end will that change. The holy war, most people believe it's a war between gods and demigods who all wanted to earn the gift of eternal life. But maybe if considered, there might be more to the holy war than just gods and immortality, maybe there were more powerful beings than gods who participated in the war. Gods, demigods, vampires, werewolves, knights, fairies, wizards and most importantly witches. All of these beings who fought in the war. some fought for immortality and some for control, respect and maybe even revenge, but for me... I didn't really have a choice, I was considered to be an Almighty witch who could cast spells that would be impossible for any average wizard or witch to cast. I was basically a tool for the witches, a weapon for them. but once the holy war ended and the only remains left we're all burnt in flames which roared like the highest mountains. I was reborn... No one won and our motionless bodies now lie in the depths of the ocean. But now centuries later, this war is ready to arise again from the bottom of this land.