Out of all the primordial beings, I am the youngest, the smallest.

But when I strike back; even the universe is shaken.

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Brown hair so dark, it looked black.

Brown eyes so shattered, they looked like the million pieces her life was in.

A smile so fake, it looked like the metaphorical mask on her life.

Her aura drew me towards her.

And I drew aura her towards me.

What others saw as indifference was actually a silent rage. It wasn't for justice: it was for revenge.

Revenge taken from those who marked her wrong.

Revenge taken from those who broke in every way possible.

But how did her life turn into a dreadful hell? I was curious, very curious.

Pride always said to me 'curiosity is a sin'.

I always said to her 'it takes one to know one'.

The girl who raged.