[ While she's proud of her heritage, she doesn't want too many people eavesdropping on them so she lowers her voice for a moment. ]
Half-witch, actually. My mother was a mortal. [ She props her elbows up on the table. ] Since I turned sixteen, I've been finding out more and more of the lies people fed to me growing up. First was what us witches call our Dark Baptism. It's kind of like... our rite of passage?
The coven believes in devoting oneself to the Dark Lord, or as most call him the Devil or Lucifer, but I wasn't always so sure of it. And it turned out it was really just entrapment, not the ability to freely worship as one would expect.
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[ While she's proud of her heritage, she doesn't want too many people eavesdropping on them so she lowers her voice for a moment. ]
Half-witch, actually. My mother was a mortal. [ She props her elbows up on the table. ] Since I turned sixteen, I've been finding out more and more of the lies people fed to me growing up. First was what us witches call our Dark Baptism. It's kind of like... our rite of passage?
The coven believes in devoting oneself to the Dark Lord, or as most call him the Devil or Lucifer, but I wasn't always so sure of it. And it turned out it was really just entrapment, not the ability to freely worship as one would expect.