hero!

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The cold blooded fate haunted her everywhere. Even the slightest desire of felicity was smothered by just a glimpse of the grave reality. She inherited the reproaches made by others so she was now callous to them. Eventually the abuses failed to despair her anymore. She became accustomed to the darkness, which thus made her an austere. Nevertheless, she had this longing to shield the mankind from the catastrophe. An unexpected tragedy wrecked her hamlet, instigating malignity everywhere. The torments she faced made her shine brighter. The agony made her more ardent towards her inklings. Time had taught her how to survive even at hostile places. She turned into a rebel. She had nothing to lose, so she used to protest against every injustice. She would never bow instead she screamed forever. So at the end, even death could not fright her. People reminisced her for centuries for she was their hero.

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