Well here is another story because i'm a very bored human being! IMPORTANT NOTICE AT THE BOTTOM...REALLY GOOD TO READ ONCE DONE WITH READING THIS!!!!!!!
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It was a rainy day and everything was calm in a small village filled with wizards in the mountains; everything was as normal as a town could be filled with witches and wizards, but one night news spread threw the village that was earth shattering. In a small cottage at the edge of town there was a new birth, but not something that was normal, the women had given birth to a necromancer; a monster by all means. The way the mother new was when she first saw the child, it was silent and it didn't open its eyes. She gently called to it with the name that had been chosen and soon the baby did stir, when it opened its eyes she let out a mortified gasp, its eyes were all colors! And when she was about to call out for help she suddenly went limp...and the child started crying. When its father got there he was shocked to see his wife died and his new baby daughter still cradled in the mother's lifeless arms. He went out quickly to find a doctor and when the doctor came out of the room he told him that what his child was. Tears slipped out of his eyes as he named the baby, Morana, which meant goddess of death. A ripper and one who could kill with one look, and one who create the died
Morana was grew up learning how to see without really seeing, using her unique and deadly eyes to see threw a cloth that was always over her eyes. Soon though she was able to control her powers; but that didn't mean that the people in the village wanted her. She knew about the whispers behind her back, the cold glares, and the word murderer following her everywhere; but hurt the most was the look in her fathers' eyes. A look of sadness and sometimes hatred, and no matter how many times he said that he loved her, she could still see the look in his eyes telling her different. Many nights she cried herself to sleep with the pain that she went threw, but she never let anyone else see her tears, or the pain. By the time she was ten she never smiled or showed any emotion as the whispers grew louder to her very sensitive ears, but now the where whispers of jealously, as she was becoming very beautiful. Finally she got tired of it and was going to leave when they thought they could kill her with their magic but she wanted to prove different; in the end her powers got out of control and she ended up killing everyone. Soon after she ran into the mountains not to be seen or heard of for years, not by anyone.
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well hellos peoples, you are probably thinking about how this plot has anything to do with harry potter well there will be one (hopefully), and yeah for all you d&d fans i know i made a few things up about necromancers but hey i'm aloud to elaborate. For those who don't know what a necromancer is it's a person who can raise the dead and create the dead: i.e. Zombies, skeletons, and vampires. And a lot of those will be playing into my story. And i know this chapter was short but the others will be longer i swear, this was just a prologue. So please bear with me and hopefully i will have my next chapter up soon!