Somewhere in the nine worlds, a child was born. A child with immeasurable dark power. Cursed with the altering of her very own self before even being born. The definition of a monster, conceived from the darkness of men and their cruel ambitions.
But however dark she was conceived to be, she was only human. A human with her own thoughts. Her own wants.
But even so, her power was a thing one could not ignore. Her darkness was something one craved to use. To have. To wield.
In these turn of events, the world could either end or be destroyed. By her hand or others.