The room was dark and the surroundings were cold. The atmosphere feels frozen that blends the boundless eerie reverie. The gorgeous woman in a classical gown lay emotionless on the crystal tomb. She was wide awake but couldn't utter a single word. She was breathing but her body was still like a corpse. Her mind was wandering for memories but she always came back to the place where her wounded soul was trapped helplessly. She was in tears. Her heart was aching and her hope had shattered to pieces. She wants revenge but her conscience was pure. The little girl who died two decades ago was now suffering because of a stolen vessel. It's been years, yet she was still waiting to be freed. Free her for she had enough of darkness. No light can ever shine the heart that was buried deeper. Her innoc
