Prologue

In a world of demons, (Y/N) had to adapt to the hand she's been dealt over and over again. Nothing stays for long, death is enviable. Dying slowly and painful, or quick and gentle. Nothing is forever, a lesson that was drilled into her soul.

But one cold day you meet a man that tries to pull you out of your lowest point. You attract the demons like a magnet being attacked over and over. Is it your fault? Is something changing you? Why is the outcome always so bloody.

⚠️ ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR RESPECTED OWNERS⚠️

⚠️Story will contain strong language, death, blood, fighting, and maybe other dark themes⚠️