Prologue: Blood for Blood
The man screamed in agony as Neesha's blade sliced through his arm.
Her voice trembled with fury, echoing in the dim chamber:
"Does it hurt? This very hand… is the same hand that dared to touch my innocent sister."
His cries grew louder, but he still forced a twisted smile.
"We were paid… paid to do it," he gasped, blood dripping from his lips.
"Do you think killing us will give your sister justice? Death stands before you, and still you can't face the truth. Your own family's blood was spilled because of you."
Neesha's rage burned hotter, her eyes wild. She pressed the sword against him, cutting deeper. He writhed, screaming.
"No…! I-I'm telling the truth. The one you trusted the most… it was him. He ordered everything. Your power… your curse… brought your family's death!"
Her grip tightened, her breath ragged.
"Tell me the name!" she shouted, seizing his collar.
"Tell me before I rip your tongue out!"
But before he could finish the name, a shadow moved behind her.
A heavy blow struck the back of her head. Darkness swallowed her. She collapsed, unable to see the face — only a chilling voice reached her ears:
"Sleep now. Go to your father and sister. You killed many, yet you could not reach the true culprit. You will never have your justice."
The last thing she felt was the cold steel at her throat — and then silence.
Chapter 1: Rebirth
Darkness. Endless, suffocating darkness.
When Neesha opened her eyes again, she was not lying in blood or chains. Instead, she found herself staring at an unfamiliar ceiling, her body weak but strangely… different.
Her trembling hands touched her face — smooth, unfamiliar skin.
Her voice shook as she whispered:
"This… this isn't my body…"
Memories flashed — her sister's screams, her father's death, her own blade piercing countless enemies. And finally… the voice that cursed her before death.
Yet now, another name echoed in her mind.
Elira.
The world had given her a second chance. Not as Neesha, the broken daughter of tragedy… but as Elira, the one who would finish what Neesha could not.
Her eyes glowed with new determination.
"If fate thinks I will give up… it's wrong. I will hunt them all. I will burn the truth out of this rotten world."
And so, Neesha was gone.
Elira was born.