00 | Fated Night

The screams of her village filled her ears, but all she could do was run. The quaint little town she had once called home was nothing more than a field of hungry red flames now. They hold no memories for her whatsoever. Nothing looked even the tad bit familiar.

She's lost her entire village.

She sees the ship. The tongues of flame teasing, mocking her.

Her brother's gone.

But she sees red. Her horns, her wings, her tail. Her claws are aching like those of the great black culture. Eyes like bloodstones, she wants to burn up some flesh.

Then she stops.

What am I?

What is this?

Something's hidden.

Someone tell me. Tell me my secrets.

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