Prologue

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Prologue

“Stop.”

“I said stop.”

“Stop, for there are blood everywhere.”

Am I just hallucinating or everything is real?

“Come on, you are just making things worst.”

There are scattered bones, bloods shed around the floor and seeing those blurry lines in the images entering upon the woman who is in the center of the crowd.

“There is fire for god sake.”

“This is nonsense.”

“You should kill and torture her.”

What a nice view that come true in front of my eyes.

This is what I want the word disaster, chaos the world to wreck upon my eyes.

The people around would suffer from cruelty and torture to be guilt on what they are doing.

People are throwing stones upon the woman. She deserve it but the people deserve to die in front of their loved ones.

The woman was covered in anger and fear.

The anger to summon all the devils to burn the chaotic city on where she lived in.

The fear of being alone after all the chaos and disaster she would have done.

The people around her was crying in pain to let them go away and escape from the brutality of her.

No one loves her in the city but all they had felt about was the anger to threw her away from their beloved city.

But things came into worst, waking up one day where all the buildings and houses were in great disaster.

Not until, someone from the crowd shouted.

“I should have thrown you away into another city for you will just put our name in shame.”

A man walking wearing a white top and black pants with lots of bodyguards and soldiers behind him.

“I don't care about you, especially you and this corrupted city that you were running for a decade actually.” the woman answered.

“It deserves to be ruined and burned in hell!.” she added.

“How dare you to show no respect.” the man said full of anger.

“Respect? Are we actually talking about that word or should I say you don't deserve to be respected and the people should know how pathetic and a man full of greed you are.” the woman said.

“If I were to choose, I would not live in this city full of thieves and killers that money runs in their veins.” she added.

Not until, someone shoot the woman and blood shed everywhere.

“I will come back into this beloved city and burn this with all my anger especially to you” she said while pointing to the man before she run out of breath.

Someone’s Point of View

She really nailed it.

I am proud that a little girl turn into a woman burned the beloved where peace and almost a perfect city was built.

But no one knows how the government runs the whole city with their greed.

One day, she will come back with vengeance into the city that mold her to have anger in her heart.

But for now, let us shoot her with a beloved poison that would make her better.

For I need her someday against them.


MESSAGE FROM THE AUTHOR

I hope you would like and enjoy this beloved story of mine that was dedicated for my well readers.

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