(A/N): Hey Guys! So, second ever chapter from Nicholai's PoV, woo!
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Nicholai
A war was coming.
Everyone knew it, especially among the supernatural population.
A wizarding war to end all wars.
I worried for my son.
He was a hybrid, a half-breed, and this birth rite set the whole world against him.
Humans, vampires... they all despised him. Wanted to kill him. Simply for the way I had brought him into the world.
I raised him to be aware of the danger surrounding his condition, training him to be able to defend himself.
I spent more time building him than protecting him.
He was my son, but I was more of a friend to him than a father.
He was constantly sacrificing himself for others because they needed him to, but I needed him too.
My son, my dearest son, blood of my blood, kin.
If I didn't protect him, who would?
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This chapter has had minor edits made to it on 31/12/22