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Scarred little devil

When trauma strikes, it can leave a deep and lasting impact on our lives. It can create a wound that feels impossible to heal, fueling feelings of anger, pain, and a burning desire for revenge. In this gripping tale, we follow the journey of Mirai who has experienced unimaginable trauma and seeks to right the wrongs that have been done to her. With heart-pounding suspense, spine-chilling horror, and a thought-provoking exploration of the themes of trauma and revenge, this gripping tale will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very end. As she embarks on a dark and twisted quest for vengeance, the line between reality and nightmare begins to blur. She is plagued by terrifying visions and haunted by the ghosts of her past, driving her to the brink of madness. But as she draws closer to her targets, she begins to realize that revenge may not be the answer she seeks. She must confront the true source of her trauma and find a way to heal the wounds that have been inflicted upon her. With bone-chilling horror, heart-wrenching emotion, and a powerful exploration of the themes of trauma and revenge, this gripping tale will leave you breathless. Can the young girl find a way to break the cycle of vengeance and emerge from the darkness, or will she succumb to the ghosts of her past and become a victim of her own rage? Disclaimer:The image used as the book cover does not belong to me.I got it off of Pinterest

babb13.ella · Terror
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50 Chs

Chapter 30

The encounter with the cloaked figures left us both shaken, but we pressed on, knowing that there were still answers to be found in the wilderness. As we ventured deeper into the untamed terrain, the landscape seemed to change before our very eyes. Trees twisted into peculiar shapes, and the air grew thick with an eerie silence.

"Mirai, do you feel that?" Anna asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I nodded, a chill running down my spine. The wilderness was alive, and it was watching us, its ancient gaze following our every move.

In the distance, we spotted a peculiar structure, half-hidden by overgrown vines and forgotten by time. As we approached, it became apparent that this was not a mere ruin but an entrance to an underground chamber.