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

The impact was strong and fierce, taking her off guard. She was constrained off the air, the world blanking into the haze, confiscating her weight into buoyancy as she soared through ambiance, her stomach dropping with the sudden loss of gravity. 


 Time seemed to slow down as she watched the ground beneath her fade away, her hands and legs splayed out in every direction, and for a breathless second Medusa flew, she crashed into a pile of soaked straw and harnesses with a wet thud. 


 The moment her back hit the bed of gravity and momentum, the clash of steel and the thunder of hooves echoed through the rain-lashed night. At that instant, the friction of chaos outside the stable—banners torn by the wind, screams torn by the storm striked her senses at once. 


 The silence was replaced with the vigor once mute. 


Chapter 77- Inside a memory lane