I was just a child who was thrown away and almost died in the forest before being rescued by my master, and I was given the name Lucius by her. Humanity was my enemy. Even though I was born from one of their kind, I never classified myself as one.
The Creator Goddess removed the power of magic from that world. She punished humanity with divine punishment, but that did not reduce my hatred for humanity after what they had done to the witches.
I, along with the remaining witches and wizards, were taken to the other world. My focus was currently only on my master's revival plan. I could think nothing but to revive my master.
The Creator Goddess couldn't just revive the dead, especially for those who have been dead for more than a few days. Several requirements must be met to revive the spirit of the dead, also known as the soul essence in this world, back to life by forming a new body.
