Lilith — Lilla, the bloodthirsty sovereign who ruled the world, the betrayer of men, the murderer of children! Oh, no, she wasn't. She wraps up and is embodied in the sweetest word the tongue can utter—mother's lullaby… — Lilla, My Goddess, you are still weak, but you need to try. Wake up... Trough her long dark lashes she looks at the woman taking care of her but can't now. Pff, grumpy as ever. Been never a loveable person, and that's what kept her sanity through time. Every 1000 years she has to wake-up, so the world will run forward future. That's the task she's been given by the Creator. This time though, she can not. Trying to push her body away from the bed she felt numb and heavy, weak, and cold. — I can not... Lilla let the words out in a whisper.