It's been fourteen years now. Fourteen years since I've been able to work on my magic. Fourteen years since my own son, just two years of age, defeated me. Fourteen years since I thought my life ended. But of course, the life of a sorceress is never truthly over. Indeed, if I had died one of my spells would of triggered, reincarnating me into the next born entity in the lands, whether it be man or beast... yes, a true draw back, but I shall fix the spell as soon as I can. For now... for now I must get back to previous plans.

My daughter is a teenager now. She was born right... a perfect mix of the magics, a perfect tool of destruction... but her brother is protective of her. Protective of the warped creatures that I created them both into, and protective of something else... as I gaze into the blackended mists for hours not three nights ago, I saw someone else... a grandson. My daughter, my tool of destruction, is a mother herself. And not of natural being either; just a glimspe into her past makes that clear.

Rape. Tsusaki, my grandson, is a child of rape. But that does not matter, for he is also a child of magic. He could very well be another great weapon for me to use... his mother is, after all, a magical being, so why can't he? Why can't he of obsorsed the magics of the ten great sorceresses? Why can't he of gotten some evil into his blood?

Unless, of course, he turns out to be like my son... Perfect the spell went, absolutely perfect. The only thing wrong was him. It was his fault that the magics didn't combine, and it was his fault I had to wait another two years for my weapon. His fault, and I don't care if he suffers for the rest of his life. I created not the Fallen Angel that I needed, but a Guardian Angel that I loathe...

But the Fallen Angel is not lost. I have seen his past as well, and he is, too, a tool of mass destruction... he just has choice. I cannot command him while he is good, but while he is evil... when the darkness has taken over... then he will do whatever I command. But how to do this? A simple spell will do, of course... but until then, I must get my daughter back, and visit my grandson...

I must, of course, be a good mother.

-Kiera