Reaper Witch

Learning magic isn't easy.

Being told I'm some kind of rare reaper witch would be awesome except for the fact I can't use my magic unless I'm threatened. When I'm scared, my instincts kick in, but it's very clear I'm no hero. Heroes don't run from danger.

Yet, I do. Blame my parents. They taught me to be afraid of everything, even my own shadow. In this case, though, I might be justified. A great evil is trying to enter our world, and my blood is the key that unlocks a monster's prison.

Since ...