Sellen11
The land was strange, and the air carried no scent of sin.
Yet she was guilty, though she did not know why.
She awoke in Sumeru.
and the forest watched her - not with recognition, but with wary caution,
as if it sensed something unseen.
But she did not know herself.
...
Inside her, something screamed.
Not a voice, but a memory locked behind a wall of forgetting.
A wall built - no, imposed - by someone else.
She was not human.
She was not demon.
She was not angel.
She was something else.
Something that should not exist.
Yet she existed.
.
.
.
.
And that alone was danger.