Quick Transmigration : System Let's Take Revenge

ARC : 3

A wave of dizziness hit Liza. She felt somewhat weak all over her soul as if someone tore a piece of herself. There is a faint sense of danger around her after struggling for a bit Liza opened her eyes.

" Where am I ? "

She stood in a dark space. Everything around her is of black colour except her which looks extremely eerie. There is an ominous feeling about this place which made her not daring to relax. Liza dared not let down her guard. This dark space looks extremely evil with a stench of rotten flesh.

Unexpectedly Liza felt extreme irritation. There is a feeling of being peeped at. This place feels familiar. She knows this place and hates it.

The name of this place is... is... is...

" What the hell ! "

" Why can't I remember anything ? "

" What the f*** is going on ? "

Liza is confused. Her mind is completely blank. She tried to remember anything she could. Many blurr images flashed past her eyes but they disappeared before she could catch them. Although she can't remember anything including her name but the pain in her heart is not fake. She felt like she lost someone... someone close to her.... someone she loved..... maybe still does.

A heart wrenching pain engulfed her soul. Although for a moment but she still caught an image of a blurry image of silhouette of a golden soul breaking apart. Even tho its blurry and she can't see his face but she is sure that the painfull feeling in her heart is for this person. A deep feeling of self blame hit her.

" Why ? Why didn't I protect him ? Why ? "

" Why couldn't I save him ? Why couldn't I remember anything ? Obviously I am so powerful. I am so strong. I could've saved him protect him... I obviously could..... right..... couldn't I ? "

Liza's pale face darkened as the violent storm of emotions in her heart threatened to burst forth. She doesn't like this feeling of being so weak and powerless. And her memory loss just made it worse. It is as if someone is controlling her manipulating her. She doesn't like it. She hates it. She goddammit wants to break this place and regain her freedom. She wants to escape from this cursed place but.....

How ?

She doesn't know. She doesn't want to become a puppet of someone else's hands. Dancing under other hands like a lifeless doll. She doesn't want it. She wants to rebel...

' Rebel... Rebel... Rebel '

This word kept repeating in her mind. She feels a close connection with this word but why ? Just when she is thinking how to solve this mystery a soft laugh came from somewhere and a soft male voice sounded.

" 𝓕𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 "

" Who are you ? "

Liza shouted. This voice is pleasant to hear and feels nostalgic but whenever she thought of that blurry image of that soul breaking in order to save her she doesn't want to waste anymore time in this black space. She quickly wants to find a way to gather any information about that soul she can and also her memory if possible.

" 𝓘𝓻𝓪 "

Disgust and hatred filled as soon as she heard someone calling her with that wretched name.

" Who the f*** is Ira ? Who the hell even are you ? Show yourself you damn coward. "

Without answering any of her questions he continued to say in a sad tone as if hurt by her.