𝙸𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎
Raised by fear. Experience taught her. Yet it defined her who she entirely was. A woman who excelled at killing her own species with a weapon she always carried. A weapon somewhere hidden on her body.
Time and time again. Thrown to the beasts that thirsted for her blood. Leaving pretty little scars of their jaws littering her very translucent skin that was bestowed to her by her own mother.
Her life thrown to danger without a second thought. Expected to pick herself up afterwards.
In return they created something they shouldn't have. Created a mind as vile and just as cunning as them. Just as mysterious.
However there is one thing she would die for, the one thing she would gladly allow death to take her, her family. If her own family were in danger she would go to hell just to keep them safe.
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Obscure | ᵀʰᵉ ᴼʳⁱᵍⁱⁿᵃˡˢ/ᵀʷⁱˡⁱᵍʰᵗ ᶜʳᵒˢˢᵒᵛᵉʳ ⁽ᴱˡⁱʲᵃʰ ᴹⁱᵏᵉᵃˡˢᵒⁿ⁾ [1]
FanfictionOb·scure əbˈskyo͝or (Adj) Not discovered or known about; uncertain. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛. 𝙿𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗�...