Episode 3

Narrador

Amidst the war, with so many cries and explosions, the fire engulfing the entire forest that groaned with such misfortune, the Supreme Sorcerer of the Kingdom of Avila makes a difficult decision.

"Zohar, take all the women, children, and youth to the underground caves, lock the exits, and give the key to Elder Aldera. Take whatever supplies are left in the castle and put them there for them, enter and lock the door. I only trust you to help them when it's all over."

"Go!"

Zohar was obedient and when it was all over, they spent months inside the underground caves of the castle. Fortunately, the Supreme, prepared for the possibility of war or anything else that would put his people at risk, had made those installations, with water coming from the waterfall, passing through pipes, forming a small lake and exiting the other side, flowing out through the rocks by the seaside.

When they came out, they saw the destruction of the kingdom, the castle was completely destroyed on the upper part, but there were still some usable parts, it would require work. Nature was already showing signs of life there and everyone was allowed to go out and look around the castle's surroundings.

Some families had hidden in caves in the rocks and were there looking at the ruins, they joined the people from the palace and talked about what could be done.

More than three centuries passed and nature recovered. The families restructured themselves, planted the seeds kept by the Supreme, and shared everything without discrimination.

The sorcerers restored part of the castle for the Supreme's families to live in, and in the underground cave, the witches set up their alcoves, potions, spells, and any material they could extract from nature to aid in their preparations. They were treated and placed there, along with the ancient scrolls and surviving books.

During all this time, no one managed to enter and no one managed to leave. However, some witches knew the resident of the neighboring castle, at the border of the Kingdom, Lord Agnek, an ancient, legendary, and very powerful witch, and they sent rough writings to him, telling him about what had happened and the prophecy that prevented them from leaving. They didn't know if he received them, since magic did not pass through the protection, so they only threw the writings, rolled up and tied to stones, as far as possible, in the hope that he would find them.

Elder Aldera had already passed away, but she passed on her teachings to all the young ones and her magic was passed down to her daughter, who in turn passed it on to her daughter, who passed it on to her daughter. Now her great-great-granddaughter is the current elder, and her daughter will take her place.

Her granddaughter is already being instructed in the arts of magic and in the manipulation of herbs for healing. She is fifteen years old and her powers are already noticeable. When her mother departs and passes on all the magic accumulated by generations of witches, she will likely be the Supreme Witch.

Kir

I enter the dark forest once again. No one comes here, afraid because of the ghostly appearance it acquired after everything was burned and destroyed. But the forest is so powerful that I can't resist going in to see if there is any magic left.

I immerse myself amidst the trees and notice that it's not dark, but even if it were, my eyes can see in the dark. Mom told me that my father had a wolf part, but he was an omega and being a witch, he couldn't transform. It was too risky to be a half-werewolf living in the city of witches. When I was born, Mom noticed through my eyes that I inherited features of a FAOLADH from my father.

These creatures were naturally guardians of children and excellent protectors and healers, but over time and through hunting for enslavement, they became uncontrolled and eventually their wild nature dominated their peaceful human side, making them ruthless. That's why they are abhorred by other races, and after the war that nearly decimated our people, they are hated by many here.

As I venture further into the forest, I feel a subtle but distinct magical fluctuation, I hear a very soft whisper and feel vibrations coming from the trees.

I go to an immense trunk, almost in the middle of the forest. Its branches are all twisted and burned, but it seems to vibrate. I approach it closer and lean my ear against the trunk, staying there for a while, feeling the vibration and listening to the voice whisper to me.

"Kir, Kir, we are enchanted, my child. We can only return to our original forms when the heir mentioned in the prophecy arrives. It won't be long, we can already feel his magic. As he searches for us, his magic grows closer to us. Wait, Kir, your destiny was determined many years ago and you will play a vital role in the restoration of our kingdom. Now, go Kir, goooo."

I leave with a nagging feeling, what a strange story. The heir of the prophecy, but what prophecy? At least I was able to confirm what I had suspected, she has magic, and according to what they said, she could soon return to normal.

Pedro

I feel something calling me back to the library. It's already morning, so I get ready and head downstairs. In the kitchen, breakfast is being prepared. I grab a slice of orange cake and an apple, then turn to leave.

"Wait a minute, young man, sit down and have a proper breakfast or your mother will cast one of her ridiculous spells on me, which would ruin my day. Here, eat."

She places a glass of orange juice, a cup of coffee, bacon with eggs, and toast in front of me. It's a feast, but surprisingly, I'm not hungry! I eat everything and wrap the cake in a napkin, taking it along with the apple for when I get hungry later.

I arrive at the library and head to the history section. I grab my wand and cast the same spell, causing a book to come from the last shelf on the right. I hold it and see that it continues the first diary. I proceed in the same way as before and find a hiding spot to read.

This one provides more details about the witch's life and also explains how the books ended up here. Wow, she's my great-grandmother. Interesting, considering how long wolves live, my father must have known her. I'll ask him, but not right now, only after unraveling the whole mystery.

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