But sooner or later, they all forgot. Ten years later, she did not return. Twenty years later, she did not return. Thirty years had passed and soon fifty had too, but there was no sight of the Kill Singer, no mention of her name. They forgot the horror; they forgot the trauma. They remembered the Kill Singer, but they forgot her name. Kill Singer became a folklore, and what was left of A-Yan became a legend. But no one can stay atop history for all eternity; legends cannot stay legends forever.Β
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Β Β Β Β Β Fifty years after the soul-eating Kill Singerβs death, a period is drawn on the topic. No one wants to remember the gruesome night the Kill Singer wiped an entire nation clean of more than thousand of its residents with just a snap of her fingers, the night theyβd seen the blood-red smile disappearing over the edge of the cliff, freeing the world of the worry of her tyranny. The Kill Singer was a fierce legend, washed over as the years passed. However, no one had ever found a body at the bottom of the pit, no one had ever been able to summon her soul. Even though the urgent worry had long since disappeared, no one could be convinced of her real demise. Most people just believed she was out there, energising, waiting for the day sheβd come back to teach the world one of its goriest acts of revenge ever. They knew that the day sheβd return, sheβd move earth and dry the seas, kill all those whoβd wronged her and everyone standing in her way.
Β Β Β Β Β But what they didnβt know was this: yesterday, at about two pm in the blinding afternoon sun of Branwell, the Kill Singer had just woken up once again and not on her own terms. Binding her to his revenge plan, a man sheβd never met wanted A-Yan to become the villain for someone else again. And this time, refusing meant destroying her soul in a way that she was never born again and accepting meant going against the only one person whoβd ever stood by her, the only one person who was still standing by her when the world wanted to kill her; Destin Carlotta.
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genre:Β high fantasy this time kids
tropes: lgbt fiction, hate to love kinda dynamics, past-present, antihero, found family, redemption redemption redemption, cool aesthetics and stuff
goal:Β idk yet but i can see it spanning up to like a trilogy (present, past, present)
warning:Β ofc body horror, mild paranormal situations, bleak mindsets, assault and abuse and stuff
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