Exira, a demigod and descendant of the goddess of mischief Ate', live her life grievously. No one was there to carve her even a single smile. No one was there to touch her heart. And no one was there to aid her broken soul.
After walking on the unknown destination, she was found by someone and offered her to a school exclusive for demigods, she thought she have found her safe haven where she can finally see the essence of her life. However, she little did know that her life isn't yet written in the stone. The place she thought her home would also give her pain and sorrow.
Will Exira let the fate that only considered her life as a joke and trash, make her dance on its hands? or will she fight it and give meaning of her existence if no one was able to do so?