Hello this is my first try at making a fiction novel9 or writing in general. I owult apreciate it if you can point out mistakes or if my grammar is off. English is not my main launguage. thanks.

Hello,

I am Death, and i take souls of the dying, not because i want to but because i have to. Don't ask me why i do because i don't know. its just some sort of instinct i guess.

I will begin by telling me how and where i was born.

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I am a soul, i am there but you can not see me, i can not see you either i dont know where i am but i know you are neaby . . . i can feel you, i can feel warmth and a feeling of safety and protection.

I see a light in the darkness of my soul and i feel it pulling me towards the light ... As i get closer i can hear many voices screaming and crying, i don't know what is happening but i am in the light now.

The voices stopped again and it is dark again, but not a cold darkness like before btu a warm one, i feel safe here.

I open my eyes and try to see where i am and what happend. I see a woman looking at me with gentle eyes, they shine brightlly. . . I think she is happy about something but i dont know. I look around some more and find a man he is also looking at me with bright eyes.

It is dark again, i cant keep my eyes open for long i guess and my conciousness fades from time to time, i do remember those gentle eyse of the woman, i can feel them all day looking in my soul. It's very comforting knowing someone is watching me.

I hear a voice, it's calling a name . . . it's not clear enought for me to hear but i know its a name, its the womans voice so i open my eyes and see her looking at me again with her eyes as blue as the ocean and as gentle as the waves in a small lake.

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It's been a week and i can hear their voices clearer now. The woman gave me a name but i can't remember it.

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Another week passed by and i am 2 weeks old now, i remember my name its a nice name they called me snow, i don't know why but i guess they had a reason to call me like something that falls from the heavens.

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I am one year now i have learned the launguage but i can't speak yet, however i can read and write a little bit. My mother tells me storys about magic and heroes everyday before i go to bed.

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I am 2 years now and i am healty i finaly grew tall enough to look in the mirror and look at myself, i am thin for a child my mother said but i do have unique eyes as my left eye has a black iris and a violet pupil and my right eye has a dark purple iris and a white pupil, i have silver hair wich slowly turns black at the end. My mother told me it's a deformation because of the mana in my body. I have 5 times more mana than a normal adult who doesn't practice magic.

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I am 3 years old now and my mother taught me about magic and i met my fasther for the first time, if you don't count the time wheni was born ofcourse. He is a tall and muscular man with Brown hair and eyes, aside from his muscels he is average looking. Mother told me father is a master at wielding a spear and he is a general in the army.

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Today is my fourth birthday and my mother gave me my first magic book and my father gave me a short sword. They told me to start practising on my own a bit to get used to the weapon and magic. Once i opend the magic book there were no letters or words inside and i was confused, i looked at my mother and she told me it was a grimoire and that i had to put a drop of my blood on it to bond with it so i did, as the drop of blood fell on the book it gave off a bright light and blinded me and my parents for a few seconds.

Once the light faded and we could see again my book had changed colour and was a lot smaller than before, now it fit in my hands. the colors it became were silver, black, dark purple and wite. each in one corner. When i opened the book i saw one spell written in the book, my mother told me it's the spell she gave me, it was a standard mana arrow wich almost every mage learned as thier first spell.

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I am 5 years old now. I mastered the mana arrow and can make 20 in one second . my sword training is a little harder for me but i am really good at running, i can keep up with my father when he runs. I went to school for my first day but i got bullied for my different hair and eye colors so i stopped going to school and asked my parents to teach me instead, they refused and bring me to school every day. I don't like people anymore even my teacher treats me like a monster.