Prologue

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A child has been born. The climatic chaos outside was overwhelming.
The skies were blood stained. The rumbling of thunder could be heard from afar. Lightning could strike anyone who'd tried to step outside.
The cries of the baby filled the room. Her mother gave her a look, the baby's orbs were crimson red. She had abominable eyes.

She shakes her head 'This can't be my daughter'
The midwives backs away having seen the baby's eyes.

From the very night she was born, chaos was born.

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