Datura: Legend of The Lost Princess

Once, a child was born out of worlds far different from each other- worlds forbidden to be together.

Life was never meant for such child, for the old ones claimed that her very heartbeat could unleash the darkest wrath of hell.

Beauty composed every bit of the child- one that could cast an irresistible spell, charm both men and women. The councils of both worlds were hesitant for granting the child her death. Perhaps stunned, agog of what the child may bring into their worlds but the old ones insist, for they believe that the councils had already been under the child's incantation.

Death is what the child deserves and death shall be it.

The councils of both worlds had no choice.

Death is what she was given, in accordance to what they believed to be her fate.

But she lived.

She was beauty.

She was death.

And she remained a secret.