Prologue
The large iron prison doors are opened, and a young woman steps out, determined to reclaim her life and seek justice for the injustice that had been done to her. She also moves toward the destruction of those who had falsely accused her.
Her eyes, which had once been filled with helpless tears, are now gleaming with courage and resolve. She can’t get rid of the lingering memories of her time in prison, particularly the sense of being trapped and the torture she went through there. Although she still has some concerns, she is motivated to clear her name and demonstrate her innocence as well as quench her thirst for revenge.
She felt empowered in that instant as the sun shone brightly on her face. The injustice that had been inflicted upon her for so many years would no longer be tolerated. She vowed to hold those who had harmed her accountable and bring them to justice. Her road to vindication would not be an easy one, full of unforeseen turns.
The girl moves through the crowds of people waiting outside to swarm around recently released prisoners with tenacity, but she can’t help but feel alone as she navigates them. She has suffered great injustice and it is difficult for her to trust anyone because of this. She is aware that she cannot accomplish this on her own, and her only concern is for the destruction of those who have made her life a living hell. Only those devils’ destruction can bring her peace because her inner soul has suffered and continues to suffer. She is aware that this quest to clear her name will not be an easy one as she moves closer to the city.
She is battling both those who put her in prison and the justice system itself, which she feels failed her. Since she has nothing left to lose, she is determined to face it all head-on with bravery and grit. Nothing could hurt her more than being robbed of her identity, freedom, and dignity.
The girl moves forward with a fire burning within her despite the barriers in her path. And while no one realizes that the girl who was imprisoned was merely naive and innocent, those power-hungry demons were unaware that they had created the biggest, scariest demon yet, one who is out for vengeance. She is surrounded by a dangerously thrilling energy that crackles in the air. Her resolve intensifies as she moves forward, moment by moment. Until she can see their destruction, either through the legal system or by her means, the devil inside of her won’t stop.
She also won’t forget what it was like to be imprisoned. She will persuade them that the deadliest warrior history has yet to witness is a young woman with a scar on her soul. She will change the perception of those who hold girls to be helpless and weak. I’ll explain to them why Durga is the most potent and dangerous goddess, and why the other three gods bowed in respect for the immense power she holds along with the softness in her nature. This level of tenacity in the face of unfairness and hardship is truly admirable.
Retaliation, however, can start a vicious cycle of violence and harm, so it’s important to keep that in mind. In this war, she was front and center. And she knows that she will pay for this revenge with her life but she doesn’t care as her innocence and freedom were brutally snatched by them.
She had no idea how her legs had carried her to the building’s front, where she belonged in every way, but they snatched this right away. The people who were in charge of destroying her were enjoying the fruits of her parents’ labor. The luxuries that were intended for her and her alone are now being enjoyed by them. They were the only family she had after her parents passed away, so how naive she was to think she could afford to share her luxury with them. She’ll make them pay, though.
She begins searching for shelter after exhausting her body. She’ll spend today losing herself in her misery. She will start plotting the game tomorrow, and everyone will be a spouse in her game just as she was in their game before. She discovers herself in front of the receptionist after locating a home shelter that her parents once owned. She was aware that no one would be able to identify her due to the misery created in the prison. The severe malnutrition she had experienced had caused her to lose a significant amount of weight, and the scar on her jaw had caused her to conceal her half-face, making it impossible for her to recognize herself.
She asked in her obnoxious voice, “Cash or card,” after evaluating me with her probing gaze.
I asked in a hoarse voice, “Isn’t it free to stay here?” with a confused expression on my face because I couldn’t understand her.
" Is it a charity program we have opened for repulsive creatures like you?” She demanded in an offensive tone as she made a disgusting face.
“But wasn’t that a charitable initiative started by the Miller group?” I questioned.
She looked at me as though I had sprouted a second head before saying, “It was changed after the new chairman was appointed for Miller group.”
As a result, they made decisions as though they were the ones who had put their blood and sweat into creating this group, which included my parents. How they even felt no remorse about converting charitable programs into commercially successful ones. They never failed to make me dislike them. Now that they were making business decisions as they were the ones who created this empire, I have more justification to destroy them. They will come to regret all of their actions and crimes thanks to me.
They will classify me as a demon the person who I’ll become for them.
