Draven explained to Ember what Sierra had told him before. "...so, we can know your name from the past life only when you regain your memories."
Ember understood and questioned, "Wiping the existence of my previous life? What crime I had even committed? Being powerful was really a crime?"
"There must be more to it," Draven said, "There is something else you should know which I got to know from Lady Sierra."
"What is it?"
"I used to be a god of war," Draven replied.
"What?" Ember felt utterly shocked.
"Yes. But I had lost my memories and I have no recollection as well."
"Why do those from heaven have to wipe out memories?" Ember frowned. "They did the same with lady Evanthe I believe."
"When gods are punished and exiled from heaven realm, they are not considered as a part of heaven anymore and so are not allowed to remember anything about it. That is the part of punishment, leaving them miserable like a child to fend for themselves."
"So cruel."
"But you are missing out on something important, Ember," Draven said, which piqued up her curiosity, "What is it?"
"If both of us are from heaven realm, then didn't you think we must have known each other in the heaven realm as well?" Draven asked.
Ember's eyes brightened up, "That means it's not a coincidence we met again?"
"It's certainly not."
"Hmm," she sighed after, "I wonder why did I take an oath to take a revenge on heaven. What did they do to me?"
"I was wondering about something."
"Hmm?"
"If she was banished by heaven and she lost her memories when she came to the mortal world, did she never wonder about her lost memories? Just like you always try to find out about yourself. One would at least wonder where their parents are and how their life was before."
"She didn't know she had any past," Draven answered, leaving Ember puzzled as she said again. "I mean, it's a common thing to think about."
"The situation I was awakened in, I could think about where I came from, but it was different for her," Draven explained.
"Different?"
"She didn't randomly awaken with no one by her side or no one to give her a reason. She was awakened in the Witch Clan," Draven began. "Centuries before, the Witch Clan used to be vast and one of the biggest clans of the supernatural. They had their separate divine territory.
Once there was a prophecy in the Witch Clan that their Queen, the most powerful witch ever, was going to descend from the sky and lead their clan. Every powerful witch in the Coven, all the elders, gathered that fateful night at the holy worshiping place of the Witch Clan, the night when once in many centuries a rare 'blue moon of water attribute' could be seen.
"Under the lighting from the sky and moon, a woman appeared at the altar of the holy place, unconscious, blank like a newborn child. She knew nothing other than her name and had an innate ability to use her powers. She lived her life in the Witch Clan under the guidance of the elders and became a queen, for the purpose she had appeared there.
She continued her life, thinking it was the truth all along and we all believed the same."
He looked at Ember to see if she understood, and she nodded. "She must be utterly shocked at what she now knows."
Draven nodded and heard Ember speak again, "Were you shocked when you found out who you were?"
"I was, but later I felt I had nothing to do with my old identity. All I need to do is protect you and lead a peaceful life with you. I have nothing to do with the heavenly realm as long as they do not dare disturb our peace. The day they dare cross the line, they will have me as their enemy."
Ember hugged him and said, "I feel the same. I do not wish to know my past and do not wish to seek revenge. I want to live here with you, leading our peaceful life."
Draven hugged her back, his hold assuring. "We will."