You lived in a world full of magic, heroes, villains, mystical beings and creatures of all shapes and sizes. A world of wonder, and all kinds of magic.

You were a witch of great, ancient magic. Powerful magic. You were only nineteen, and just now learning how to master it.

Your best friend, Alex Walker, had an incredible dark magic. The most powerful form of it. He relished in it. He mastered it with such ease, and he was only twenty one.

You two have been as thick as thieves for years. Alex was a careless, reckless, cocky, flirty womanizer. His magic was quite fitting for his personality.