JullieFerdie

"Young people often fall for the wrong people, and I guess my wrong person was you."

Morana, a young lady, who was treated cruely by her family, unwanted by the society, was assassinated by her husband and her supposed step-sister.

"Even if I had to crawl out of the depths of hell, I would return. I would make them pay for every lie, every betrayal, every moment of agony they had inflicted on me.

And when I did, they would know the full weight of my wrath."

Those were her last words before she succumbed to darkeness. But she never expected to be given a second chance at life.

"Three hundred and sixty-five days. That is the time you have to carry out your revenge. If you succeed, your soul will be free to move on. But if you fail..."

My throat tightened. "If I fail?"

The being’s glow darkened, and its voice echoed with finality. "You will cease to exist. Your soul will turn to dust and vanish, leaving no trace of you in any realm."

What happens after she exhaust one year, even if she succeed in seeking revenge?

365-Days Burning Vengeance

My entire body trembled with both fear and rage as I sat there in the wheelchair—no, stood, I had already exposed myself. My legs felt numb, not from any injury, but from the overwhelming dread pooling in my stomach.

How could I have forgotten I was supposed to be faking an injury?

The moment I had stood up, the cameras had caught everything.

And now, the whispers, the murmurs, the accusations—they clawed at me like wild animals.

Everything I had built over the years.

That woman. That curse. That snake.

Dead Weight