Everything is destined to decay. Yet, Scarlett Sterling was born from the ashes of something that had already rotted beyond saving. In her memories, red was never the color of candy or festival lanterns. It was was the metallic tang of blood – warm, and thick - as it crept across the freezing marble floor to touch her small, trembling feet. Her mother died, her father abandoned her, and Scarlett was sent overseas like a bad debt no one wanted to claim.Exile in a foreign land turned her into easy prey for school bullies. She was locked away, and humiliated. But instead of shattering, she became something twisted. Something far more dangerous. As the years passed, darkness took root inside her; she found a strange, sick thrill in watching others fall apart, walking through their screams with a heart that had long forgotten mercy.Ten years later, Scarlett returned. She was no longer the little girl who once cried in silence, but a blade sharpened by pain, hidden beneath flawless skin. She did not come back seeking salvation; she came back to watch the world burn with her.“If heaven has no place for me... then let hell kneel before its only queen.”