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.”

#medusa&medyse #darkromance #dead&death #ace_zza

Shackles Of The Past

~Joseph Stalin (Attributed, though disputed) 


Her heart skipped when someone yelled a question, breaking the line of blankness for a moment. 


She opened her mouth to speak, but couldn’t form any words other than the sound of a silent whimper. Her voice froze in her throat. 


Gytha watched her hands move themselves, twitching and shivering, at a time wrestling, taking her by shock and astonishment. 


The world became cold and dark, and all Gyath could see was something… terrifying. 


The voice became closer and clearer, indicating the person who spoke was approaching. 


“Y-yes, I’m fine,” she forced the words out, looking at the entrance through her shoulder. “Just… a rat,” she stammered, swallowing the lump down her throat. Her view returned to her stretched hands, the chaos perceptible in her gaze. 


Chapter 63- A silent night