witchcraft wasn't tolerated in your village. People saw it as something evil. You were a witch and one of the youngest in your coven. You were proud to be a witch and saw it as anything but evil as you had grown close bonds with the other witches. You and your coven were given a promise, a vision that on the last night of the year when the first snow arrives and the moon turns bright red, only then would the god grant each of you a wish. You were all filled with happiness but sadly it wouldn't last long.

A week later after the promise was made a new pastor had arrived at the Village. He knew of witches first hand and was determined to cleanse the town of such evil. He had the whole village convinced that witchcraft was the reason for so many bad years of bad crop and diseases. Along with the pastor a professional witch hunter came along, His brother Dante. hiding your secret would get more harder to do.

one by one as the months went on you witnessed each of your sisters be accused of witchcraft with little evidence, found guilty and hanged right before your eyes. Your heart began to grow with sorrow and every night before one of the witch's execution you would visit them giving them a promise that they would give your god their wish and that vengeance on the town would come, along with the promise you would survive with as many others as possible. It wasn't long until you Were the only one left.

the night that was promised was upon you, you made it to the center of the forest where the ceremonies were held, you began to dance and chant, remembering each wish your sisters passed onto you to give to the God you all had worshiped. But you were so emerged in your goal that you didn't realize Dante had followed you and was watching behind a tree with a blank expression. Then he spoke.

" it's a shame the prettiest girl in the village is a witch...you would have made an excellent wife. But sadly as much as I want to, I can't spare you from your fate, so dance while you can little fox."