In the vibrant tapestry of life, some threads are woven with heartache, while others are spun from dreams. A decade ago, amidst the wreckage of a heart-wrenching breakup, I found solace and purpose in the corridors of medicine. My long-time boyfriend, once the architect of my world, had become a catalyst for my journey into healing. Ten years had passed, each moment a stitch in the fabric of my transformation. Now an accomplished physician, I found myself working diligently within the confines of a hospital, my efforts etching stories of recovery and hope. Fate, however, had a reunion in store. As I stepped into a quaint coffee shop adjacent to the hospital, my heart quickened at the sight of a familiar face. There he stood, my former love, adorned in a coat that now bore a logo of the legal profession. Our eyes met, bridging the chasm of time and distance, and I felt a swirl of emotions. "Vhachii! Is that you?", he blatantly asked after seeing me. A rush of joy to see him again mingled with the ache of old wounds. His presence was a testament to the threads we had once woven together, now frayed and altered by the passage of years. "Hey! Ah, it's good to see you here. After how many years", I awkwardly answered. As we exchanged pleasantries, my heart danced between happiness and sorrow. The reunion was a reminder of the past, of a love that once was, and the decisions that had reshaped our lives. The logo on his coat mirrored the choices we had made – diverging paths that led them to disparate worlds. "You can sit here," he offered with his sweetest smile. In that coffee-scented moment, my gaze traced the lines on his face, the subtle changes that time had etched. I was proud of my accomplishments, of the healing I had brought to countless lives. But I could not deny the bittersweet twinge as I realized how our stories had evolved separately. Our meeting was a collision of past and present, a snapshot of the intricate tapestry we had both contributed to. As I sipped my coffee, I held gratitude for the chance encounter, even as the sting of old wounds resurfaced. In that coffee shop, amidst the aroma of freshly brewed memories, I found myself facing the intersection of love and life's unpredictable turns.

This is is a story about a lost heiress who constantly felt uncomfortable attention from her parents whom she thought to cherish her dearly. She was born into a gold spoon however that life status did not made her happy. The unconditional love that she wanted was not given by her parents and that made her into a puppet who kept on following her parent's decisions and neglecting what she really wanted. Her passionate dream was to become a great gun shooter but eventually gave up. Among all the negativities she had within her life, one mysterious happening started to crumple her. One day, her twisted life became more complicated and she suddenly found herself amidst the depts of the abyss. She came from Earth and found herself in a middle of a situation where she can't remember anything except for her name and the place was full of not-so-normal people with extraordinary skills. She's Amalia Desi Abrantes, the legendary sniper of Alpha team. Upon living a new life, will she be able to change her fate? Will she be able to seek for what she really wants?. Let's witness her destiny as she lives as a new version of herself in planet Neptune. A time-traveling twisted, fantasy story of a girl who fell in love ACROSS A BOTTOMLESS ABYSS.