Prologue

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TW: abuse, trauma


"The girl faced trauma, and that trauma resulted in her tears solidifying to crystals." "Rather than it being a blessing, it was a curse, for she was abused every day for her tears, until one day she ran." 

"And she met someone who cared for her, rather not for her tears but for who she was."

"But they held a dark secret..."

"Mother, is that the end?" you asked, snuggling closer to her. "No love, it is not but I'll read you the rest tomorrow, yes?"


You had nodded unaware there would not be a tomorrow with your mother.


The next day Lady Wengshan's guards came, shackling your mother, and then they beat you until you cried. The tears that fell from your eyes were collected and sent off to the lady's catalyst advisor to be scoured for who knows what, and the next day you were taken away. Chained and dressed up to look pretty in her manor, your sense of purpose and parental figure gone. Just a doll, a puppet, an obedient child. That's all you were.

Until one day the tears that fell from your eyes were crystals.

Then the beating were performed twice a day, and the crystals were collected and sold. In Inazuma, the governing authority was a bit corrupted from what you had heard. Yet you prayed everyday, hoping for someone to come save you, but no one did. 

So you took manners into your own hands.



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