How can a worthless person... become someone so powerful.
Y/N stood at the edge of a dense forest far from any village, a solitary horse carrying her meager belongings. She stared into the dark expanse of trees, her heart heavy with despair. She had lost everything... her family, her friends, her home. The vibrant colors and joy that once filled her life had faded to nothingness.
She didn't care what would happen to her now. The will to survive had been replaced by a deep, unending sorrow. She felt like a ghost, drifting without purpose, waiting for the inevitable end. The thought of dying didn't scare her, it was almost a comfort.
As she took her first steps into the forest, the silence was broken only by the soft rustling of leaves and the distant calls of birds. The path ahead was uncertain and treacherous, but Y/N walked on, her mind numb to the world around her. She was merely existing, each step a testament to her hollow resolve.
The forest seemed to swallow her whole, the canopy above closing in as if to seal her fate. She knew she should be scared, should be planning how to survive, but she couldn't muster the energy to care.
All she could think about was the betrayal and the pain, the unfairness of it all. She wondered if she would ever feel anything other than this crushing emptiness.
But for now, she kept walking, her mind a void, her heart a hollow shell. She was waiting for what, she didn't know. Maybe death, maybe a miracle. But as far as she was concerned, there was nothing left for her in this world.
❝Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn into poetry. All the blood was never once beautiful, it was just red.❞
A story of a half breed, half human half demon, that walked the earth hated. She learned of selfishness and blood lust far sooner than love. As she runs from the town that made worship of her impending death she learns all that was hidden away. Becoming more human than the ones who chanted "demon".