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One would be rapt and full of a lingering expectancy while prying eyes review this document. I simply entitle this.. "History"

I had to have been a dark merciful day, when the gods from above allowed my mother to give me life, though, I believe as a punishment, they took my mother's life minutes after birthing me. Having a daughter and a greed for currency, my father decided to pass me along to strangers while he visited harmes and taverns to get a lay or two in. He would be gone for days, sometimes months at a time, and never once turning back to check up on his little girl, Kaelin.

Time flew by, and before I knew it I was fifteen years old, and a slave to a man that still sends chills down my spine. Arson Tyne was nice enough to allow me keep upon his land, though at a price. Nine months I carried that price, a girl inwhich was named Erzsebet Eliziah Tyne. At first I was allowed to see our daughter, able to spend nights at her side while she slept, able to feed her my body made nutrients, but it ended quickly, and without much I could do. Sixteen years old, and I was shunned away from my own child, made to leave as quickly as I came, made to leave behind the only thing that mattered to me.

I stumbled upon a humble home within a forest along the boarders of what is now The Eastern and Western Empires. The occupants, a fifteen year old girl and her mother, Darecia and Lillie Pantheria. They did make fine pawns for my first task, the task of allowing them to call me family and with that came a new alias. Mia Pantheria arose from that home, a new person, a new life. Darecia slowly grew a dislike towards me after she found that Lillie and I became close. Jealousy drew her mind into a rage one night, and she took her own mother's life. I, of course, got away and moved on with my life. Though that would not be the last time Darecia and I saw one another.

Another turn of events, a slash of a sword, and blood spill upon the floor, this was me. I quickly learned the threads of getting acquanted with the locals, killing their wives and children and soon they became embraced by the blade. Clan after clan, I was hussled in and out of. Love after love, from Sirius Creed, Ignent Lightfury, and Verbatim Delecose, to many more, a few too many to mention, and some to this day unknown except within my mind. Children were created giving me a new joy in my life, Dylan and Shylyn Lightfury to the adopted Pheria, Ariana, and Kianna. I was a mother, even though I did not raise most of them myself, I was too busy to put aside my life for my own kin, sad to say.

Exhausted, I soon took hermitage within the Temples of Oblivious, studying each and every leather bound book and scrolls there, learning the hidden magic of darkness. Soon enough, it was brought into the realm along with the creatures of the shadows, The Cimmerians. With the releasing of that came the desire to kill, and who the target? Of course.. Me.. Though it is quite funny how things happen. An enemey becomes a lover.. and I soon became the Empress of Eastern Tenaria wife of Emperor Chalase Loretrance.......