PAYAL_GHOSH

The Road to Vengeance

Betrayed. Murdered. Reborn in darkness.

Lady Eliana Rooin Valerius once lived a life of privilege, the beloved heir to a powerful noble house. But beneath the glittering facade of her world lurked treachery. Her uncle, Lord Theron, a man of ruthless ambition, orchestrated her downfall—her mother poisoned before her eyes, her own life stolen in a night of blood and betrayal. But death was not the end.

Eliana awakens in the filth and shadows of the goblin underworld, her soul imprisoned in the twisted body of a wretched creature. Stripped of her name, her beauty, and her legacy, she is forced to endure the cruelty of a society where the weak are nothing more than prey. Beaten, starved, and humiliated, she should have withered away. But the fire of vengeance refuses to die.

Through pain and suffering, Eliana sharpens herself into something new. She learns to survive, to fight, to exploit the brutal hierarchy of her new world. With every torment endured, she grows stronger, her mind sharper, her resolve unbreakable. She will not remain in the shadows forever.

One day, she will return. And when she does, the world that cast her aside will burn.

The Road To Vengeance

The path to becoming an orc was one of bloodshed. To evolve, one had to prove their dominance, not just over the weak but over the among the goblins. The city was rife with challengers—those who had also endured the harsh conditions of the deep tunnels, those who had risen to power by force, cunning, and violence. But they were no match for Eliana now.

Word spread quickly of the new monster in their midst. The lower goblins trembled at her name, but the hobgoblins—the real rulers of the city—took notice as well. One by one, they came for her, thinking they could eliminate the upstart who had been making waves in their kingdom. They were foolish, underestimating the depth of her rage and the sheer brutality of her will.

The first was Korgath, a hulking brute who had carved his name into the annals of goblin history by slaughtering his way to power. He was big—massive, even for a hobgoblin—but Eliana had learned to fight with a ferocity and efficiency that surpassed brute strength. Their battle was vicious. Korgath swung his massive fists with all the force of a battering ram, but Eliana dodged and countered with unnatural speed, her claws raking across his exposed flesh. When he tried to strike her with a massive axe, she conjured a burst of magic, knocking him off balance before tearing into him with her claws.

With each strike, with each burst of magic, she felt herself growing stronger. Her strikes became more deadly, her magic more controlled. She could feel the power surge within her. And when the final blow came, it was swift—her claws sank into Korgath's throat, and with a twist, she ended his reign. Blood flooded the stone floor as the life drained from his body.

The city was silent for a moment as if the very walls of the tunnels were holding their breath. But then, as if awakened by the bloodshed, the other hobgoblins began to move. They knew what had just happened. They knew that the moment Korgath fell, the power balance had shifted.

But none of them dared to challenge Eliana immediately. They watched. They waited. But she could see the fear in their eyes. They knew what she had become. They had seen the evolution of her magic, the violence of her attacks. They understood that Eliana was no longer just a hobgoblin. She was something far worse—a force of nature. A monster.

One by one, they began to fall. She picked them off in bloody duels, using her newfound power to slice through their defenses. She tore through their ranks with cold precision, using her magic to shatter bones, burn their skin, to throw them to the ground, and crush them underfoot. Each kill brought her closer to her goal.

And with every death, she felt herself growing stronger. The energy within her surged like a tidal wave. Her muscles ripened with raw power. The spark of magic deep inside her blossomed into a blazing inferno that consumed all who dared stand in her path.

Chapter 7: Blood in the Tunnels