People feared her. The good, the bad... the evil. The villain was always the villain when the hero sang the song. A stab in the back, a slit in the throat or a tear of a heart yet nothing compared to the scars of her past. She lit the whole world on fire, watched it burn, crackle and set alight. She made sure not a single flame touched them. To only find out they had lit the match to the fire that burned her world. As for now? Death was the only adventure she had left. The Fallen Angel. ARK ♡