I went through a few color treatments because I still had no idea what I was doing. But that last "page" really stuck with me. It kind of started my color scheme.
You'd think waking up one day able to do magic and becoming an actual wizard would be amazing. It would solve all your problems. It would make the world a better place and everything would be perfect.
You'd be Wrong.
Magic always comes with a price, and sometimes that price is being trapped with a dangerous and thankless job no one in their right mind would want.
A year ago John had no idea magic existed. Now he's a Hellhound, and contractually obligated to keep the citizens of NY safe from the darkness he accidentally unleashed on the world.
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