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

Chapter 68- Cold day and crisp night II 


~Monique Bedard, highlighting the duality of human nature. 


 Just before another step, a bone-chilling shriek rattled across the path, echoing sufficiently for the night birds to flee and the mage's light flickering in a phenomenal accord, as he snapped his head behind. 


Unsheathing his sword abruptly in a meticulous mechanical action, giving off a battle-metal sound, his face darkened, eyes sweeping in alert. 


 It shook every nerve in his body at the painful holler, the faint echoes stinging beneath the barricades, although nuanced but apparent, belonging to someone certainly from within. 


 Williams didn't retain the time to reminisce the voice but the despair in that howl drove his feet to commence thrusting. 
