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

 Her face flushed in embarrassment and fury. She noticed the whispers that had begun to fill every corner amidst the unmerciful stares. 


 Tears threatened to fall from her eyes but she bit it back, not allowing her vulnerability to be seen by these people. 


 Of all her years, never would she have thought someone as close to her as Dorothy could say this. Could mock and insult her? 


 “Y-you sound just like him,” she whispered in broken words, searching those cold unforgivable eyes seeking for an explanation. No, begging. 


 And there it was, the gaze which reminded her, there’s still Dorothy. A tame of confusion and something else she couldn't pinpoint. But in an instant, it grew back cold, seizing her. 


 She would rather take a knife to her throat and swear this day would never come. But right now, all she stared at was bloodshot eyes glaring and seething her presence. 


Chapter 64- One dark tale