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The Witch Memoria

Remil Azrael was born as the very first witch into the world. Someone who can live for eternity, an immortal. Whether she live a life of loneliness or a life filled with excitement is up to her own decisions.

Fritz_Sanchez · Fantasi
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Remil Azrael

The Earl and Countess of Azraels, after four years of marriage has finally welcomed two new family members in their life. The twin baby girls who looked different from each other were very cute, and seemed to be very special. the Azrael couple were delighted to welcome their special babies, but the babies' personalities seemed to show their differences from the very start which made the couple more fascinated about their children.

The black haired baby girl did not cry even after its birth and looked as if she's observing everything around her, her grey colored eyes stares intensely at the maids who takes care of her while showing not even a bit of change in her emotion which then made the servants in their mansion feel creeped out and scared of her whenever they babysit her.

While the other baby who was born with golden hair and golden eyes is very vocal and cries a lot whenever she felt a little bit of uneasiness in her body. She is the promised Saintess that is born once every hundreds of years and she will bring peace and change to their world. The so called child of God who has the power to heal and bend the nature at her own will.

The twins are named Remil Azrael and Amelia Azrael, the two daughters of Earl Remier Azrael and Countess Avelyn Azrael.

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My name is Remil Azrael, born as the second child of the family of Azraels. I am currently 10 years old and is getting busy with writing down my story. One of my wish is to become a renowned author with the pen name called Memoria. Of course the story I'm writing is not a normal story at all since it won't just be about writing with words but also showing some pictures with my own painted works.

Ever since I was born I have the power to open the Book of Life and read the real life story of all the people that existed in the past and the still existing people in this world. I feel like it's the power given to me because I'm a progenitor of the Witches or the beginning of my species.

I have the choice to make the book of life be seen by others or not but even if I did let the others see it, the book would still be unreadable because it uses a different language and writing that only I can speak and read. I called it the Witches' language.

As the progenitor of the Witches I have three other powers that were given to me, and they are called the The Book of Spells, The Book of Art and The Book of Curses. I don't really think that I needed them right now so I haven't really looked at them yet.

I do have a feeling that it's all because of the Book of Art that I became very interested in doing art at a very young age. There's also a man named Hervin Milter who is my inspiration as a writer, he existed 70 years ago and was known until today as the father of the Alphabets.

He is the second son of the Duke family of Milter who is a genius in languages and making painting masterpieces. He is the first person who introduces books with both writings and paintings on them to help the learners visualized what they were learning. The first book he made was the alphabets where he painted images that has the first letter in the alphabets, for A there will be paintings of Amethysts or the Hero Abigail beside it, for B there will be the Baskets and Bread painted beside it and so on.

Because of him, it became common knowledge nowadays that people should publish their books with drawings on them, that the rise in the art profession has been very popular around the world. And that's what I'm planning to achieve in the future. I want to publish the stories of the forgotten people of the past with paintings made by me.

With the help of the paintings my future readers will be able to visualized the scenes that the story is trying to portray, I'm not yet sure how I'm going to do it. I feel like I can't paint each scene that much so I guess I'll only paint the most impactful ones.

I could not considered myself as good in painting though so I haven't really started in painting to my books, currently I'm just writing down the draft of the story or the novel.

The Book of life is a narrative type of story and is very detailed, it writes what every action the person does each day, that even one day of happenings in their life could cover three to five pages. The book of life is very tiring to read unless you have a skill like mine that can read a page really fast. That's why I have to summarized the book into a much engaging ang exciting way of writing before I could make the final book with paintings on them.

Also because its a narrative type of story, I don't really know what the places nor the people looks like so if I ever start painting the scenes, I'll have to rely on the descriptions written in the book and my own imagination.

"Haaah...."

I dropped the pen on the table and slowly stretched my whole body that has yet to get numbed from sitting all day. I'm already at the Chapter 98 of Harodin's story, the first person that I vowed to write about. It's already night time.

I've been staying in my room the whole day but since I'm a progenitor, also called the guardian of the world. I can't really feel any hungriness nor tiredness in my body, but I am able to eat if I wanted to, it's just that food is not a necessity for my survival that I could still live even if I don;t eat for thousands of years.

And I also feel tired mentally but when it does happens it causes me to sleep very deeply as if I am dead. It worried my parents a lot when I fell asleep for five whole days in the past. everyone was even surprised that my body still seemed to be healthy and normal even after what happened.

I looked at the table where my untouched food were placed. The delicious looking steak from before has now looked dry and cold, the wine beside it still looked fine so I picked it up and drank it.

"I shouldn't forget it next time"

I placed the glass on the table and waited for the maids to come for me. Everyday there is a family dinner that takes place, it is our own way of bonding as a family since we were pretty much busy in doing our own things so most of the time, it's only during dinner time that we're able to see each other's faces.

And just as expected the maids came with shock and worries in their eyes as they looked at the untouched food on the table. They looked like they're staring at me to give them some explanation. I acted as if there's nothing wrong with what I did and looked away.

Anyway they never pried for any answers as they all nodded at each other as if knowing what to do to punish me for my mis-behavior. I read the Book of Life and for sure they're planning to give me a lot of portion of food to make up for the lost meal time that I didn't partake in.

I don't think that's the right decision though? Though even if I said that I feel like there's no way that I could stop them since they're thinking for my own good anyway.