(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 he'd been brought into the world- the way he'd been born. 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

This chapter has had edits made to it on 16/5/24 - formatting, and reconfiguring of sentences so they make more sense. Probably the shortest chapter in the whole story.