They craved for me to be a hero. Yet, I was destined to be a lady, espoused to a nobleman.
They chose paths for me but do I need to choose between them? A lot of them are telling me that I am the chosen one in the prophecy. Do they control my fate? choices? What I yearned for?
I wanted to be exposed to a bloodbath. I need to obliterate their race for the reason I do not acknowledge their purpose to exist.
Slick with gore, armours bathed with blood and nonexistent conscience. I need to slaughter. They called me a virago, but which one of them?
