Your name was Hannah Vlahos, you were a duchess, your parents had died in the tragic accident and only you were left to carry on the family name, apart from your other relatives, but something in you said that you were not a woman but a man. After a lot of research, you found a doctor who could make you more masculine. You decided to run away from home and meet that man. He helped you forge a body identical to you and so everyone thought you, Hannah Vlahos, were dead. After a year of hormone therapy, you look like a man, but how would you go back to redeem your family name, which is with your tyrant uncle?

You came with a plan, you were going to pretend you were a son abandoned by your family because of the illness you had, everyone knew you were going to die soon, so they exiled you. But you got better from your illness and wanted back what was rightfully yours.

One day walking on the streets of London, you hear an unusual noise, a crow that has broken its wing, you decide to help it.

Poor thing, what happened to you?

You said and suddenly smoke comes out of the body and a man with red eyes appears before you.

I liked you, what do you wish for, boy?

Your eyes widen, not understanding the situation.

(Your wish is in your hands now)