Scarlet Retribution

Introduction:

Long before the cities burned and the skies wept ash, there was once a woman cloaked in flame and sorrow-Solmira, the Crimson Queen.
She had been a legend, a myth whispered between trembling lips by those who feared the dark. A sovereign of shadows, a mistress of wrath. Her power was unlike any other-rooted in the ancient arts of shadow weaving, her body a vessel for forgotten demons and unspeakable hungers.
She could split mountains with her fury. Shatter minds with a glance. And yet... she loved.
Her heart belonged to Mei, a quiet soul with storm-colored eyes and hands that once held the Queen's face with reverence instead of fear.
Mei had found her not as a tyrant, but as a woman-lonely, cursed, and desperately aching to be touched by something real.
Their love was beautiful. And it was doomed.
For in a world that outlawed love between women, and especially love forged in fire and darkness, they were hunted. And when Mei refused to give Solmira what she truly craved-eternity, complete surrender, and a shared crown of ruin-the Queen unraveled.
Consumed by rage and heartbreak, Solmira was sealed away by the very powers she once commanded. The world could not kill her. So it buried her.
For centuries, her name was forbidden. Her story turned into cautionary tales of power corrupted by lust. Of love twisted into obsession. Of a woman who chose a heart over a kingdom-and lost both.
But now, the seal has shattered.
The Crimson Queen walks once more-not for revenge, not for conquest, but for love. A twisted, desperate, all-consuming love.
She carves a path of flame and ruin across the realm, whispering a single name into the smoke: Mei.
She is not looking to forgive. She is not looking to forget.
She is looking to reclaim what was stolen:
Her heart. Her lover. Her fate.