"Noooo!!!!"
She screamed, jolting up her bed, beads of sweat dripping down her flushed face.
Clutching the blankets tightly to her chest, she continued to pant with a horrified expression on her face as the morbid memories of bodies slowly burning alive flashed through her mind. The dream was so vivid – she could still hear them wailing in agony, begging for her to end their suffering. Although a warrior, she was raised to be a healer; thus, making the irony of the recurrent nightmares all the more tragic.
Sleepless nights haunted by nightmares after nightmares of faceless suffering humans begging for mercy at her feet. What bothered her the most isn’t the dead bodies for she was accustomed to deaths, even to murder – as quick, painless & clean as possible. No, what haunted her is the pleasure that she felt in their slow torment, revealed by an evil grin illuminated by the full moon in her nightmares.
The full moon shining so brightly repeatedly nagged her of a curse darker than the blackest nights. Refusing to accept the slightest possibility of turning into the monster her dreams portrayed her to become, she swore to herself:
"If I cannot run away from fate, then until death I will fight fate head on."
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Action“I'm scared for my nightmares to become my reality, that's why I kill as quick and painless as possible..." In the eyes of society, she was considered most privileged. In the eyes of her enemies, she was considered deadliest. But only her own eyes c...
