The constant thundering of my heart drew back to reality. From what I could understand, My name is Kitea Lou and I just found out that my 56 year old grandfather was the worlds most powerful sorcer. Hard as it is to believe, I simply don't give a crap. Yeah, my grandpa is all mighty and powerful but still, he's the same as your grandpa and her grandpa and his grandpa. The experience would've been way better if I hadn't found out that in order to become the 'worlds most powerful sorcer' he had to make a grave deal. Yeah, no ones background is perfect. No matter how many lies you create to hide it, it will just come back to you when you least expect it. Karma is a B huh? The deal my grandfather made was with none other than Lumnzuki Ri, or 'the king of souls', as we like to call him. The deal was that, like rumplestilskin, the great granddaughter or grandson, of my grandpa, at the age of 16 will be entitled to marry the great grandson of Mr. Lumnzuki until death shall seperate them. Yep, my own grandpa, sweet grumpy old grandpa joe, sold my life off to some devil for so GODDAMN powers.. Taking in my surroundings I soon realize that I'm not alone. Slowly turning my head slightly I can make out a brief silhouette lying next to me. As my eyes adjust to the dark dim room, I realize that the mystery person has been staring at me the whole time.