NO COPYING SANA magic world original novel

It's the second of February.

For people of the magic world, this is not a normal day. It's not a festival, but it's known as the day of Killing by the wizards and witches. Because Chessia, the evil witch, is going out to kill on this day every year.

Year after year, famous wizards and witches die. Their dead bodies being put in the middle of the Sana Avenue. The bodies seem to just pop out of nowhere. The owner of these bodies, are either famous wizard politicians, or wonderful duellers. They are known as undefeatable to most, and, they are all said to be likely to fight Chessia and return peace to the magic world. But year after year, wizards and witched keep dying. This is the eleventh year since the first wizard had died.

For eleven years, the ministry of magic have been trying to find Chessia, but they never managed to do so. In fact, they don't even know her name. Chessia, is just a name people granted her. Chessia is one of the famous sameles, as it is recorded in the stut's bibles. No one knows who she is, where she is from, what she is like. They aren't even sure she is a 'she', but the dead bodies every year carries a letter C written with blood red lipstick.

Families of wizards and witches come out to the Sana Avenue, a bright red circle lies quietly in the middle of the road. That is where corpses used to be. It is called, the Chessia Circle. It's only one minute before noon. Everyone wonders who will be the unfortunate victim this year.

Ten seconds,

Five seconds,

Three, Two, One.

Those who are not brave enough closes their eyes. But when they open their eyes again, they gasp. There is no one there. For eleven years, the evil Chessia has first decided to not kill anyone! Whispers pass from ear to ear in the crowd. 'How's that possible?''Unbelievable''For eleven years...' No one leaves from the crowd. Maybe Chessia is just late, they thought. But everyone knew, such a monster like Chessia couldn't be late. There is only one explanation, Chessia has either died, or decided to stop killing.

Hours passed, soon it was dawn. Five hours later, when people finally accepts that Chessia has gone, they cheered and clapped, and went home. That night, so many cheered and had parties, letting out fireworks that those stuts cannot see. For eleven years, no one wanted to be famous or be known as very powerful. But now, they can show everyone their powers and strength without worrying!
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