Notice: Daughter of the White Tiger is going under a reconstruction. This include several character changes, (you'll see one-two of them right in this chapter), change of arrangement in major plot points, and a "somewhat" romance-driven story. Not exactly romance, but bits and pieces of that was added.

The old story was... deleted. I want to move on and recreate it from only the plot points, not the whole text.

Thank you very much for the reviewers of the old version: YiPrincess, Chibi Vampire Alexa, Kitty, Kamal.S, firedove, MimiKathy, Mizuki Kagamine, not telling, and a (really) nameless anonymous reviewer. Your motivations are what had driven me this far. If you all weren't out there, I'd really scrap this story.

Do you believe in 'reincarnation'?

The belief that one will be reborn even after his death...

"So, isn't it the time of your reincarnation?"

A woman donning long, blonde hair mused, standing in front of an adolescent- who had hair much shorter and slightly darker than hers. He was forced to kneel in front of her, his hands and feet chained together with steel.

"It seems your punishment period has ended for now," she added, bowing and lifting the younger one's chin with her sleek fingers. "It's a shame- I had actually wanted to play with you a little longer, you see- you're one of the few that didn't went insane,"

She then trailed her fingers along his neck, down his toned shoulders and to his upper arm. She clawed at the flesh and let her fingers catch the dripping blood, licking at the liquid with pleasure. "A pity, really- you have been my toy for three hundred and fifty years, that's ten times other people's punishment here." she paused after that sentence, savoring the flavor of his blood, and the blank, slightly uninterested expression plastered on his face. "Your sin must be ten times of other people, too!"

"I don't care of the things you speak of," the boy said, eyes devoid of any emotion drilling at the woman's figure. But then he stopped, his eyes gaining a slight glint of hope. "But is that true, that 'she' has reincarnated?"

Now this had poked the woman's interest. This man usually would not talk about anything, only holding down his urges to scream even when she was slicing his skin with a rusted knife. But whenever they were speaking of 'that girl', this boy would be filled with anticipation, even hope.

She hated that look of hope. She hated it coming from anybody. It was her joy seeing people writhe and scream in pain, she was like that as long as she remembered. And she sure had lived longer than any 'visitor' of this place.

Yet that rarely surfacing look on his face had piqued her so much, that she was more interested seeing it than ruining it.

"The Princess, you mean?" she asked. He nodded, silently. His eyes were drilling into hers, trying to force her to blurting everything out. That was a reason she hated her toy. But playing with a tougher toy was a lot more fun than playing with weaklings. "-long since reincarnated, maybe for the fourth time. I'd say it was fourteen years ago"

That shocked look that ruined his calm composure was priceless. Even though it was just for a brief moment before it dissolved back into the expressionless façade he always wore. "Hey, it's not that everyone's as sinful as you that they will be punished for centuries!" she added, trying to teach logic to the younger one. "Maybe, no, definitely she has forgotten about you already, no need to fuss over it!"

"About her forgetting about me... maybe it was my karma," he replied, his tone a little bit broken. She could tell he was putting too high a hope. Then it came crumbling down like a landslide.

"But, I will not ever forget about her,"

That was unexpected. She could not help but smile, her inner instincts are bringing her to laugh at this person's stubbornness. He was unexpectedly stupid beyond her imagination- stubborn, selfish, and most of all, naïve.

"Some big mouth you have there," she commented, holding back a laugh. "When you're reborn, you'll forget about her anyway, the same as she forgot about you- it's the fate of human beings!"

"I know, that's as certain as water being liquid," he replied, the faintest of smile decorating his face. "And so I have reached upon myself a conclusion."

The woman stopped and perked up at this, this boy haven't been this talkative, not once in her three hundred years torturing him. "Do you have any brilliant idea then, Mr. Enstein-brain?"

"Can I ask of not being reincarnated?"

She froze. Then a flat what escaped her mouth.

"I'm serious, Lily." He said, referring to the woman's name. "Only you can do this. If I were to speak to the creator myself, I'll have my punishment doubled. But if you spoke to him, there's a chance that he'll grant it."

The woman gritted her teeth, losing her cool. This human actually had the nerve to...!

"Listen well, little boy!" She bellowed. "You- are- human. You have no rights against the creator, moreover breaking his ultimate rule!"

She paused, again lifting the boy's chin- this time with more force applied. "Or you want to throw away your humanity and become the same as me?"

She glared daggers at the boy's eyes. If looks could kill, they would be killing each other right now. His eyes were filled with such determination, something she had not seen before. Not even in years. It was as if she was staring at a completely different person.

"I will not regret anything- I have to repay my debt to her- I don't care if I will be your eternal servant afterwards,"

It was something else- saying that with a straight face. There was a reason that her domain was feared- why the place called "hell" was nightmare in the human world. Why people was driven insane even after only months. That was enough for people to despise this place, and he said he was ready to live here for an eternity?

"I was wrong..." she muttered. "You may have not shown it- but you have certainly gone insane!"

When she looked at him once more, his eyes were indeed one of a crazy man.

"If you were to call me insane, I can say I was indeed insane, even before I met you here." She was frozen at the sight. She could see it through his eyes, the multitude of souls screaming in pain. She could feel death through it. She had never studied about his past- but by looking at his eyes, she was sure that he was once a murderer- more clearly, a psychopath. If she was a human, she was sure to cower of fear under his gaze.

"H-how long have you hiding this?" She could feel her voice tremble- She have never seen a human having those eyes. Maybe she had seen them on her kind, but never on a human. "Now that I look at you, I would not question myself why you were punished for three centuries!"

"All the time," His eyes returned into the normal, slightly expressionless ones. "So? What about my request?"

"Whatever you say!" She replied, gritting her teeth in frustration. "But I will not receive any regrets- this place is not for that!"

"Fine by me."

"...che!"

A/N: Well, that's for the prologue. Not as long as the former prologue (which was... 4000 words. Wow.) But I still think this is quite interesting to see. Now if you can guess who was that nameless boy... no, that's pretty obvious who that was.

If you don't know 'what' Lily is, then I failed descriptions- and dialogues.

Nonetheless, I hope I have improved in terms of writing. Nah, but I'm still not the best writer around.

Please review, so that I can improve this more, and more, and more! You know the way- press that review button, insert things you like / you don't like, insert random blabbers and improvement guidelines. I'll read through them all and try to reply, so don't hesitate!

Oh, if you don't like it, feel free to flame. I'll read it of course, and then reply as polite as possible.