This is my first blog, please don’t be cruel.
Have you ever had a time where your think the darkness in your soul grows as you age and grow more powerful? For me, it’s a curse as it reveals while I go to one of the most famous academies.
Let me begin from the beginning. My mother is a powerful ice mage and my father is a fire mage. When I was borne most people expected me to be a promising mage, none ever expected I would become what I am now. My father and mother trained me to be a cleric and to their surprise, I wasn’t a cleric. I turned to be a warlock. My parents used to study forbidden magic under the influence of Grendal the Really Old, but somehow the magic affected them, and therefore passed down to me. No one knew about this till now.