She was nothing but a tool to them. A tool of destruction that brings death upon others. She was used and broken. All she ever wanted was freedom. She wanted to be normal and live a normal life. She wanted to be loved. But despite this, she knew that could never happen. She could never be free. She could never be normal or even have anything near normal. She can never be loved for even she doesn't love herself. At least, not in this life she can't. That is why she was granted another life. Another chance. So she escaped before anything ever started. Before she got used. Before she became broken. Before she was pulled into the endless black abyss of self-hate. She restarted her life. Lived a new one. Even if she was not always free, she was still able to do things she never imagined ever doing in real life. She finally got her wish. She finally found a reason to love herself. She finally had freedom. She was finally free. This is her story. A beautiful story. About a girl not close to your description of normal at all. A girl you could call unique. This girl's name was Lucine. And her goal is to REWRITE her story.