𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄

Mathara is a mold of a lethal force, honed to embody the epitome of heartlessness. But what if she woke up with no memory, free from the shackles of her merciless past? What if the serial killer finds a glimmer of humanity in her making her heart beat like any other human? Will she be able to redefine her existence? Or will the scents of her dirt linger into her present dragging her back to darkness?