Irahendrix
She's not immortal. She's not a hero. She's just Aida. Aida. No surname and no nickname.
Nothing to identify her with other than her hunting skills and her name.
Everyday was the same. Wake up at the crack of dawn and hunt them down till dusk.
Everyday was exactly the same, but that all changed when she met HIM.
HE was a variable she had not counted on.
thrust into a world she knows nothing about, Aida is desperate to survive. Desperate to adapt and to thrive.