[ Prologue ]

 "OMMA! It's me!! Please put down the knife!!" The girl cried as she tried to get the kitchen knife from her hysterical mother. Despite her daughter's cries and her attempts to snatch away the knife, she was only focused on one thing.

 Killing herself.

"LET GO!! LET ME DIE!!" Her mother hysterically shouted as she still held the kitchen knife tightly, aiming to slit her arm. Her daughter wailed as she begged her mother to drop the knife. As it get heated, she accidentally sliced her daughter's arm. Her daughter fell backwards, hitting the wall behind her as she held her bleeding arm.

 As if she was slapped back to reality, she dropped the knife and fell to the dirty mattress in the room. "I'm sorry….. I'm sorry…I'm sorry…" Her mother repeated it repeatedly, as if she was in a trance. Covering her head and cowering in the corner of the tiny room with only the mattress. 

 Tears ran down both their faces. "Omma..It's me…." Her daughter wept, not caring about the blood flowing down her arm. As the blood dripped, the tree outside weeps as leaves fall, mother's repetitive apologies. 

 Snow falls onto the tree branches as fast pace footsteps be rushing around the old shed. "Omma! I've made porridge! Got to eat before those bad men comes back!" The sounds of her daughter shuffling in the other room through a close door. With a tray in hand, she used her back to open the door. "They brought new ingredients, it's not much bu-" 

 She dropped the tray with the bowl of porridge and immediately ran towards the hanging figure. Her desperate movements muted cries her and screams out to get her mom down. 

 About an hour of struggling, she finally got her mom down whom she covered with the only dirty blanket in the room. She clenched her fist in anger tightly until they turn white.

 The fall wind blow as she stood in front of an old burned down house. Admiring how much everything has changed since then but her resolve was still the same. Wearing black blazer with one long sleeve on her left arm with a black leather glove while holding a black umbrella as she covered her face while she mourn. Only silence filled the air, with birds and crickets noises filling up in the background. 

 "Omma, I'm sorry for coming so late. But I can finally put the plan in notion. Our suffering, Until then, I'll hunt them down one by one and make sure they pay back tenfold. I make sure that they feel every pain they caused us ten times even more painful." She then placed down a single black rose on the floor in front of the house ruins with her sleeveless arm. "I'll come back again Omma." She then turned and walked away from the house, towards the waiting car in the distance.