2 The beginning

I am the reincarnation of the protecting sword of Zollveria. It didn't mean much these days. There was a time that entailed protecting the borders of our mystical motherland from the forces of evil handpicked by Emperor Daaniyel. However, centuries have passed since the single act of unselfishness by him where he sacrificed the age old feud with his nemesis and one true love, Saijah. The grand old tale of love between the devil and the protector of faith was the foundation of the modern day Zollveria. The death of the two most powerful witches in the history of creation and the circumstances behind it made the nations unite under an untouchable front.

As for me, in the current context, I was an ordinary girl raised by a conservative tribe of overzealous bigots who lost touch with everything my great great grandmother and grandfather stood for. But now, I get to go out and live on my own as we start our formal education. College. It should be everything I have ever dreamed of. Hopefully, I'd find the Daaniyel to my Saijah as well.