Reili

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape.

There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss.

A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage.

But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her.

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Author Notes: 
This is my third book, going to take what I learned from before to improve. This book will be focusing on plot, action, depths of character bonds and overall a darker tone/take on this cruel fantasy world I've cooked up for this book! 
If you give this book a try, I hope you enjoy! A very different experience and tone to Nanomancer Reborn.

Abyssal Awakening

Why was she walking in this endless expanse?

She didn't know why, but she knew she had to keep walking. To ignore everything around her and keep walking. . .

Strange memories floating in her mind. As though she was looking at things from an outside perspective.

Was… this split haired woman her? Or was she someone else?

She could see her smiling, laughing, drinking.

She seems the most familiar yet at the same time, unfamiliar.

A fabricated existence wearing someone else's skin. Someone else's thoughts.

She glanced down at her own hand, the countless spider lilies that blossomed across her skin.

The stench of death followed her closely. Where she walked, death followed.

Was this kind of existence necessary for this world?

Zal-Ka'Rith