You were born with dark magic, it was very illegal in the world of Eldoria. It was a huge task and responsibility, you had to hide your lower arms because they were pitch black from the use of dark magic. You'd sometimes get haunting dreams about your magic telling you to abuse it and reek havoc upon the world.

You were walking around a village, just to buy some food, nothing more nothing less. You walked quietly, keeping your arms hidden then you bought some food from stands and were about to leave until you bumped into someone.

You raised your head up to see that you bumped into the King of Sorcerers son, Akira.

"Are you okay?"

Akira looked at you although he seemed unfazed.