I_am_Creator

Renata Thawyne, the abandoned daughter of duke Thawyne who was known as a tyrant who had killed his brother and forced his wife to the brink of death. 
He sold his sisters so that no one could claim the inheritance. What else Renata could expect from him except for hatred and coldness.
But on the day of her marriage when she died by the assailants sent by his father and husband to be.. He had enough of it and cursed them.
“If I get a second chance, I will take revenge from both of them.” She closed her eyes with that absurd thought only to open her eyes again when she was two years old.
What her plans would be:
Survive while living silently.
Make a havoc and turn their life into a living hell.
“Wait this is not what I have chosen, why are they behaving so strange when I am here to take revenge?”

Evil Father, Please Be Gentle

"Who are you?" she asked while taking the sword from the knight and holding it tightly in her grip while aiming at him.

"You don't need to concern yourself with it. I do not mean any kind of harm." he held the tip of the sword with his two fingers and moved them away from his neck. "But if you keep challenging me then I will not promise that I will stay calm."

He had a soft smile on his face befitting his age but his eyes were dark like two black holes that had the ability to such every light around him.

"Mother, are you coming here?" she heard the voice of her son that was coming toward them so she took her sword from the boy but her eyes were looking at him vigilantly while he had a warm smile on his face.

Nathan came and dragged her mother into the room where he and Ren were making a drawing that was more recognizable.

The faces of the person were clearer and their bodies matched humans this time.

Warmth Of Mother