
by Anarinnisa
“She was born from solitude. Shaped within the void. And upon wounds, she built a throne of her own.” Arlsyana Ryn von Velzern, born as the “failed product” of a Duke’s ruthless ambition. Rejected by her father, tortured by her mother, she was born not to be loved, but to be used. This is not a story about a hero seeking justice. This is a dark chronicle of the birth of a monster; the bloody journey of a girl who would build her throne upon ashes and despair. And she would not hesitate to drown the world, if that was what it took for her to feel alive.
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