Reincarnated as a rose in cultivation world

Nasrin Adair, two words that are hard to pronounce and equally difficult to understand. Literally, they mean wild rose and fortunate/powerful respectively. Yet the one who is identified by this name doesn't seem to embody it's meaning. Indeed she was a rose, so beautiful that people roamed around her as if they were bees. But this meant that she would be plucked just like one because she didn't have her thorns, and she wasn't very fortunate either.

The day that she was born was not a day for her to celebrate but to grieve. Her mother died giving a difficult birth to Nasrin. Whereas her father, unable to cope with the loss of his beloved, followed suit shortly after giving Nasrin her name that her mother had decided beforehand, only to leave her as an orphan. Perhaps her mother wanted her to be free from troubles while having the fortune to do so as her mother had even left a huge inheritance to the father. Upon his death though, the inheritance would naturally be given to the newborn Nasrin.

Unfortunately, it was this same inheritance that ripped apart any of her chances of being free. She was adopted by the relatives from her father's side. She would have been happier if she had been a dying orphan who no one would take rather than being adopted by those devils in human forms. They were selfish pigs lusting after her inheritance left by her parents. And the pigs were no ordinary pigs either. The pigs were demonic orcs, dangerous enough to remove all obstacles that fall in their way of getting what they want. And it was they, who had conspired to poison Nasrin's mother to make her weaker than she already was during childbirth.

From the earliest of the days, Nasrin was neglected. She would be left alone hungry and crying until her cries would irritate her "family" and left with no other choice; they would feed her irritably. As she grew, her situations did change, only for the worse. They did things to the young child that even devils of the hell would pity her. They would pour all of their bottled up frustrations on her, beating her black and blue. Day by day, torturing her in hopes of "taming" her to their will, letting ped*****es have their way with her and so many other heinous acts that god knows how she could hold on to her sanity.

There were definitely people who noticed her pain and suffering but they didn't utter a word because they knew what her so-called family were capable of. Even then, she never lost hope. She always thought that there was bound to be a chance for her to get back at everything. Yet as years passed, she could find her hope dwindling day by day. She couldn't find solace anywhere, not even in school. The constant bullying from all the girls driven by their jealousy only seemed to grow. One day one such jealous girl saw a man with a perverted look entering Nasrin's home. The very next day, a rumor was already spread around by the girls, heard by all that Nasrin was just a slut who loved to sleep around with older men.

Despite all that, she finally found a shoulder to lay her head on. Admon, the guy that girls avoided and the boys enjoyed bullying. He was the most ordinary guy in the school, but he never seemed to lose his kind heart. But fate seemed to have something entirely different for both of them.

Perhaps due to being isolated, he could read other's emotions very well and could pick up things that even the most skilled detective would have trouble with. He chatted with her and made her feel safe. She loved him with all that she had. As they got closer to each other, he began suspecting of something wrong happening to her. So he began snooping around. Unfortunately, the foster "family" found out.

Killing him on the spot would have already made Nasrin's heart burst. But thinking that killing him in front of her might break her heart and make it easier for them to tame her, they killed him right in front of Nasrin. The whole "family of orcs" watched on as an audience to "enjoy" the scene. And to add oil to the fire, they also revealed their hand in killing her mother. So distraught and maddened by what she just saw and heard, she couldn't bear it any longer and jumped to the nearest man.

The man shot at her with the gun he was holding but despite the burning sensation of the pain, she still strode forward. Momentarily stunned by seeing her still walking upon being shot, he let his guard down allowing her to gouge his eyes out bare handed. She then proceeded to take the gun and started firing crazily everywhere around her not caring about her life. Not knowing whether she succeeded to kill the family or not, she fell to the ground bleeding and slowly dying. Swallowed by the darkness, she was sad that the one she loved so dearly had died because of her. But she was also glad that she could finally escape this hell even if it meant dying.