"From now on, you can stay in this room and live the rest of your life here for all I care," were the words that condemned Li Na to a lifetime of isolation and despair at the hands of her own family. Betrayed by her sister, Li Jing, who injected her with a lethal dose of poison, Li Na's world faded into darkness, filled with a deep sense of sadness and betrayal.

But fate had a different plan for Li Na. Instead of the expected descent into the afterlife, she found herself transported to a new existence, her younger self staring back at her from the mirror. Overwhelmed by this inexplicable rebirth, tears welled in her eyes as she made a solemn vow to herself: to seek justice and make her family pay for the pain they had inflicted upon her.

As Li Na battles with the struggles of her past, a new surprise awaits.
…
With their faces just an inch apart, he softly asked her, "Do you trust me?" tracing her lips with one finger, lightly. 

With a quivering smile, she nodded and whispered, "Yes, I trust you." To her Tang Zheng was the light sent by the heavens to shed her tears away.

As Li Na embraces this new chapter of her life, a veil of mystery envelopes her path. The shadows whisper, and destiny's secrets slowly unveil, shaping Li Na's fate in ways she never imagined.

REBIRTH AND REVENGE

Malgorth's eyes narrowed, his expression darkening. "Of course you can't, Zalazar's magic runs deeper than your feeble attempts."

He paused, his gaze sharp. Then, his lips curled into a sinister smile. "But I know a way."

Cilia's eyes darted to his. "What do I need to do?"

"Blood," Malgorth said simply. "This kind of magic demands a sacrifice."

Malgorth's bound hands, though restrained, seemed to emanate an invisible pull, drawing her forward. Cilia found herself compelled, her own hands trembling as they reached toward his chest.

"Your blood, Cilia. Place your palm here," he growled, his snake-like eyes burning into hers.

Reluctantly, she pressed her palm against the space above his heart. The moment her skin touched him, his claws, sharp even in restraint, twisted upward and sliced into her palm. Blood welled up instantly, spilling onto his chest and cascading over the invisible bonds.

More Blood