Land of Unknown

Land of Unknown

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Fantasy
Zamia gave her everything for the crown She excelled both in arts and science, too many from which she could chose but a childish dream was all to make her throw them away. Her beauty was extraordinary, her talents would take too many days to count for yet when she got the crown there was no deafening applauds, no confetti, no media nothing but only the smell of damp leaves, splash of water from stream, fungus on rotting tree stumps and a crunch of dried bracken underneath. Still in her black gown and a crown on her head, she was stupefied, what handsome prince what assassin if you want it - take it, she just want to enjoy the taste of her fruits, SHE WANT HER WORK PAID OFF! "Now that you have restored my stone heart my heart solely beats for yours the deed you've done must be paid as my employee the payment is -'i'm yours' " What payment what work she clearly is still unemployed yet how come this boss suddenly dropped from the sky giving her the payment, its good she is employed now but why is this payment like a punishment to her..... TOO AMBIGUOUS Aah! ______ This my original story.
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She's lived as an Empress, Doctor, Noble lady, Assassin, Slave and even a Dancer. She had so many identities, so many faces and life times that she didn't even remember what her first life was about, nor could she remember her name. Yet now, having given all that she could, fighting through the night until her last breath surrounded by enemies on all sides. Even with her vision starting to blur, there was no hints of fear in her eyes. 'Please just let me die.' Praying to the Gods above, she only hoped that when she closed her eyes, this time, they would never open again. But it did. "FUCK!" She cursed at the Gods above! Reborn into the body of an orphaned daughter? No problem, what she had was wealth and honorary title that her father had left behind! Married into an infamous Generals' manor? Fine! As long as he doesn't disturb her, he is just another big money tree for her to take shelter under! This time she was determined to lead a lazy and peaceful life, taking a break from "living". But why does it seems that God had other plans for her. Things weren't as simple as they turned out to be.

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