Prologue
When I was a kid, I remember everyone's eyes looking at me with fear. I was told that I was different from them and that I should stay away but as a naive child I was, I continued to linger in their presence without knowing that it would cause my impending doom.
"Capture her!"
"Don't let that witch escape!"
"Burn everything to the ground!"
Many years have passed since my confinement and not a single ray of light has shone through the crevices of this cramped dungeon. The king found out about my curse, and because of that as well as his distasteful greediness, I was taken. With a hardened heart, I resign to loneliness, living my days seeing nothing but darkness. I waited for a long time but no one came to rescue me, none of my friends or family tried, so if I think I was actually erased from my own existence then it wouldn't hurt more than the fact that they abandoned me. No one remembers the girl with the strange platinum gold hair and extraordinary scarlet eyes, if they did they'll just think of me as a sign of bad luck so I don't blame anyone if they chose to forget about me.
Sometimes the maids would come and give me something to eat, a molded bread, spoiled soup or just water, but most of the time they don't. Probably because the king wanted to know how long I'll live without the means of basic necessities so lo and behold I have survived for 5 months without it, I just had to play dead before they actually give me something to eat. I was only allowed to go outside if I have to use my abilities to his own gain, some may think I was lucky to be able to at least go outside but no. All my limbs were chained with thick irons, the knights that would escort me all have their swords pointed inches at me, if I dare make a sudden move I would be penetrated mercilessly. To top it all up, I wasn't even allowed to see anything since I am always blindfolded.
The king ordered these cruel things to be done because he doesn't want me to have any bit of hope flowing through my veins, he wrings every bit of life left in me so in the end I would become an empty shell, something that would easily bend to his own will. Everyone thinks that being imprisoned in the darkness for 10 years would cause me to become lifeless but they were wrong, I was different from the rest. I was never normal so I remained the same.
This world is unexpectedly simple, but it is me who's bizarre. With a curse that no one understands, I was deprived of my own existence, locked away underneath for years.
However, everything changed as soon as 'he' found me and freed me from these shackles that I thought would never be broken.