Prologue (???)

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The doors to the throne room suddenly opened, and a girl, with half purple and half black hair, dark eyes and pale skin, swiftly walked over before kneeling in front of the throne, a few torches lighting themselves, the light dim.

I grinned at the girl kneeling before me, the torches in the hall were painfully dark to the normal eye, yet, for me, it was bright enough to see her. "You requested me?" My grin turned into a sinister smile. "I did." I commanded her to stand, and started circling her. "I have a job for you...and if you do it right, you'll be rewarded."

I knew of this girl's extraordinary potential. The foolish woman who everyone called a god gave up on her. But I knew better. She had the power to destroy even the most powerful of people. I respected her, in fact treated her almost like a lover. She deserved it after all. She was dragged through the mud too many times. In turn, she now does my bidding. The perfect puppet.

She smirked. "Alright. What do I need to do?" I held up a crystal ball in my palm and an image of a blonde appeared, walking through the streets of a large city. She wore an eye-patch over her left eye. Her visible eye was gray, almost silver even, and her look was sharp, yet at the same time, gentle.

"Who is she?" The girl's voice suddenly cut through the air, like a knife through butter. She was clearly getting impatient. "You know her already...from nine years ago." Her face turned to shock, then slowly, her mouth formed a twisted grin. "Of course. I remember now."

I gripped the crystal ball in my hand slightly, a sickening smile forming on my face.

"Bring her to me."

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