Dripping wet by the chilling cola, blood running out from the forehead. The light pink hair which tickles near the forehead, looked darker red after covered by blood.

The floor was wet and she was lying down without having consciousness. She sniffled, the smell of the blood which was lingering inside her mind through her nose.

"What a familiar smell!" she mumbled as she came back to her senses.

Her eyes were still shut but her ears and nose were observing the surrounding. The familiar smell of blood in the unfamiliar place, raised her anxiety and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Am.. I not dead?" these words were ringing in her mind.

Her hazy emerald eyes took its time to observe the people surrounding her.

"I remember dying after my divination energy exploded, but where am I right now.." she mumbled.

She slightly touched her forehead which was giving her an intense pain.

"Aghhh!" her words slipped in pain.

Slowly she roamed her eyes at first on her hands which looked slightly smaller then how it used to be, secondly on her attire which was totally distinct then the dress she used to wear.

A huge mocking laughter grabbed her attention and she raised her head to stare at them.

It was totally crowded and within the crowd, stood a woman with slender arms, which hid her ominous smirk but her menace eyes continued to glare at her intimidatingly.

** From here on, I am going to give a little description from the beginning of the story.

A world where mates for each individual were predetermined. The monarchy ruled his respective continent with the help of his people, who guided him for the betterment of the world.

The world was ruled by both men and women of different culture with different divine power which resided in their heart and could destroy them once they fail to mate with their fated partner.

Della Mabel, the daughter of the general, hailed from the south after receiving her education. She wore man's attire as she rode the horse with wings, to reach her destination.

Tight fitting white trouser with shirt. Golden chains decorating her outfit, shoes covering her knees and gloves her hands. Near her belt, a sword was kept in the sheath. Her silver hair left open to flutter through the passing hair, a confident look and satisfied smile. Her obsidian eyes full of hope and kindness, she was the perfect example of the next heiress of her family.

The perfect world where everyone was fated to find their mate before reaching 25 years of their life, was perfectly peaceful with no war.

But came a day when the 22 years old, Della Mabel, got her fate announced. No man was destined to her and so the priest and monarchy called her the cursed child and ordered her entire family to be executed.

Her family who loved her dearly, knocked her out and hid her from the eyes of the great monarch.

The moment she opened her eyes, darkness engulfed her. She was breathing slowly while lying in a small bag, but as soon as she got out, rather then the light, the bloody hell welcomed her.

Being mad and infuriated by her fate, she swore to eliminate everyone who dared to stood in her path and that was the birth of her viciousness, and slowly she walked the bloody path, killing all the people without showing an ounce of emotion.

Even the most powerful monarch shivered in front of her cold gaze, as she stood while pointing her sword toward his face.

"Kindness and love, it can only let to one own suffering. I remember it, King! The words you said when I first arrived here. Those were true! Now there is nothing left, and the you in front of me, will be gone soon".

Her body, her sword and even her mouth was covered with blood. Her obsidian eyes shined bloodily, not a single emotions, only her craziness for blood lurked through her path as she smirked and took his head down.

She become the Monarch of the continent after destroying it and coloring it with red. She become the perfect villain of people live, others trembled by her one step, but as soon as she reached her 25th year of life, her divination energy exploded since she couldn't mate with her soulmate.

She died shortly and transmigrated to another world after the Yama rejected her entry in both heaven and hell.