There can only be one

[Ashclout]

A rumor spreads...

Jianyu Xi, the Serpent, is no more. After more than a hundred years, the infamous Witch of the East and her coven are destroyed. A duel told to be so legendary, the most unholy woods of Esshar are left scarred.

An announcement carried by both the living and the dead, is made.

"At long last, the Twilight Coven is no more. Out of breath and weak, I, Claudette Vanreth, decided to terminate it. For years, they've had the power. Had.. the opportunities and the tools to cause meaningful changes to the monotomy that is this life. Yes, they had all that was needed for our salvation, all that was needed to change things but instead, they chose to hide and hoard on their powers.

You should have seen the state of their coven. It was sad. A former shell of itself, a shadow of what it once was-- caused by the lack the interest of an old woman, too tired to do anything for her own children.

So I decided to take action.Yes, I made the call and put an end to this old era. 

I am the new Supreme.
I am the Crimson Devil.

I'm tired of old institutions. Tired of the past and this constant need to look back. It is time we turn a new page--  it is time we write a new book, don't you think, Esshar?  If you're as tired as me and unsatisfied of this illusion, of this lie.. then come to me for I can offer you much. Give you what you need desire the most, but remember..

Everything has a price.

In addition to that, a bounty is added. A man of dark hair said to be mute. Told to have the Black Sun in his possession, Jianyu's scythe.

Hypnos Valentino for a price of 50 000 coins.

Wanted dead.

[Jumpy]

Upon the posters detailing the bounty of a certain man a message written in blood lies.

Whether it is to disrespect the person who put them up or to save paper is unclear.

"The Twilight Coven remains. The death of the Supreme means the rise of another. A true Supreme. No usurper. No betrayer.
Certainly not a thankless child.

I am the new Supreme.

My mother with her dying breath has ensured you would be put to sleep.

Heed my call, grotesque monstrosities, soulbound horrors, witches, warlocks, and anyone else who desires to live; this pretender wishes not to cast away the old for progress but to destroy, to annihilate, and render every ounce of power only available by the stained hands of a madman who's mind has been pickling in endless whispers from them for far too long.

They have tried to take everything she possessed.
All of you are next on that list.

This is no revolution, this is destruction.

Everything has a price, false one."

It seems the rumors were true.
There can only be one



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