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

 “Stay away from me,” she returned, getting on her feet in a tremble. One, due to his intimidating aura, those eyes that emphasized the warning in them as he glared at her reckless move. And two, her body reacting… strangely. 


 Gytha realized the weather change. The severe cold was causing a headache and body ache that shot every nerve in her body. 


 Faint sweat broke off her forehead, trailing down towards her face. She could still feel the fat beads at her back, the heat soaking her dress, and the hairs on her skin rising as a result of the overflowing effect. 


 Gytha wondered if all these emotions were a result of the tension built up in the room, or the sickness. Nonetheless, she still trembled. 


 “Stay away from the girl, Williams,” Gytha hadn’t recognized who interrupted the scene until the bulk body of a tall man blocked her view. 


Chapter 61- Mild fever