Coming upon a certain book would decide her fate. Beyond the tracks of the hero she was pursuing lie uncharted lands and the den of a vicious monster.
Should there be destruction, 'twas that reason. Should society flourish in prosperity, 'twas that reason. It was the path to bring about a future no one had achieved—it was her path.
Her achievements had been recognized and so she became a high official of an unnamed nation. And yet, she found herself walking the path to death. Was it her own will, or did the scent of blood invite her? "Creation exists on the brink of destruction."