Ace_zza

Medusa is a young lady who suffers from blemishes in her past and reincarnates into another body for vengeance against the kind that murdered her and her family.

 A body with two souls. One of vengeance and the other void of emotions; the master and the servant. Her mission leads her to the kingdom of Dragsholm, the beginning of an end, upon its castle shackled as a captive.

 She didn't only discover the secrecy buried within her past, her encounter with the demon became another nightmare, impossible to eschew.

 Is she the pushinent or the punisher? The cure or its poison? Would prophecy play its course or would it be damned?



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“Ethereal love,

a myth whispered by fools.”

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Shackles Of The Past

“N-no! P-please, no!” The girl with rich raven hair yelled under the tight grip she was held with, as two guards dragged her unwilling body away from the ground and towards the table, she was signaled to. 


There was a certain uneasiness that caused the room to shift as the people murmured. The entire crowd observed the scene, but there was a hint of dread and mostly interest in the atmosphere. It was a scanty feeling, in which the room had been involved. 


“T-talisa! N-no, no, no, I beg you! P-please!” She looked amongst the faces of the guards shielded by their helmets as she jerked along, restricting her movement by joining her feet. But she was still pulled anyhow, the pawn as the sacrifice. 


Chapter 55- At the coverage of a hood