You know my name.

Everyone does.

It could be the butterfly tattoo on my right shoulder.

Or it could be the oddly shaped snake scar on my left hand.

They say HE gave that scar to me when I was just a baby after killing everyone I loved.

Not that he didn't try to kill me too, of course.

I just survived somehow.

The person who killed millions and feared by all. Was defeated by me.

They say he had died on the day he confronted me. They say he disappeared. Either way, in the past 19 years of my life, no one ever seen HIM again.

I don't know. But I'm sure of one thing.

If HE appears again, they expect ME to kill him.

Oh. Right. AND The butterfly tattoo. More trouble. And more expectations.

I am the  Soul Finder, the first one in a century.

You don't wanna know what I can do to your soul if you offend me.

Trust me... A Soul Finder is just as feared as the Soul Stealer.

Because according to history...

Only one of us can survive.

Another danger after my life.

Did I mention that I was a witch as well?

Yes, the one with the wand.

So... Lee Chaerin. Soul Finder, The Survivor, a witch in training at Rilaworthz.

Pleased to meet your acquaintance. I hope we can be friends.