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The Witch Hunt

-Volume 1: Deities vs. The King- Born in a chaotic world where Witch Hunt serves as the bread and butter to most mortals living in Gilead- whose sole purpose is to kill every living being known to be born with magic powers, correctly known as 'Deities' but mortals prefer to call them as 'Witches'.... A young deity was pre-destined by the supreme deities to kill the tyrant king of the Gilead Empire and to put an end to this Witch Hunt system set by the government. And her name will be... Charm. === -Volume 2: Deities vs. The Pope- Having experienced a near-death situation from the hands of the government itself, eighteen-year-old deity Lianne came to realize how mortals have been deceived by the Church to believe in their lies for them to raise their weapons against their kind... thus making her want to destroy the customs and beliefs set by the Church to convince mortals that they are not what they thought them to be with the help of her newly-found friends along the way... and to bring down the Pope once and for all! *** Author's Note: This book will consist of three volumes (subject for change) Volume 1- Deities vs. The King Volume 2- Deities vs. The Pope Volume 3- Deities vs. Deities (coming soon) Book cover art by: HARURI Discord accnt: AteJanz#0657 Instagram account: ate_janz

AteJanz · Fantasi
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The City of Burningham

-LIANNE-

It was almost morning when we arrived at the city of Burningham since we decided to set camp for the night in the woods to get us some rest.

The early morning sun was already well risen and the spring grass shone like it had its own gentle glow from within. The air blowing around us felt really cold, that same coolness combined with moisture.

Even at times like this, the people of Burningham are very much alive like the sun shining above the skies. Each of them are busy with whatever they are doing. Others are just passing to and fro in the streets, some are already having their early morning chitchats with their friends or neighbors.

I am not quite sure when was the last time I felt this lively before. Probably during those times when I was still with my foster father in our home village.

Speaking of them… I must remember what I ought to do in this city.

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