descendant of death

I walked barefoot across the huge battlefield.

My white dress stroke the lifeless bodies, I carelessly walked over. "She's here!" the king yelled in relief, and with a quick swing of his sword he ended an enemy soldier's life.

"I thought you were calling for reinforcements? We need an army, not a single woman!" the prince yelled back over the noisy crowd. I liked the deal from the king, I could devour thousands of souls today. Although one day I would take him and his cheeky son too. My eyes turned black, I was hungry, I needed to fill my own emptiness. The king stepped aside and bowed his head respectfully.

"No son, an army wouldn't be enough.
That's why I called her."

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A descendant of death. Everyone fears her power, her character, her abilities. There aren't many creatures that can rival her. But what happens when she meets someone just like that, someone whose ability brings chaos? What if someone gives her cold heart a new flame? Does this create an alliance? Or a war of the Immortals?
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