Mariam's back story

My father died before my birth,my mum needed to go to reim for her job and one day she never came back so I had to sit with my grandparents and aunt. My aunt was a better mother however, in fact I called her mum and called my mother by her real name. But alas, everyone great doesn't last long; she had a disease in her pancreas so she went to the medicine man. That bastard lied and gave her an untested chemical sample. I knew her last words but never heard them from her, "I want Mariam…."

I didn't believe that she was dead at first but then,that's when I saw it, the blood stained pillow from the violation in her pancreas made the enzymes go where they weren't supposed to. I broke down in tears, swearing on my last breath I'll avenge her no matter what it costs. My grandparents and cousins were worried at my state— shocked and dead— so I wasn't allowed to come to the funeral, but words are easier than actions,a simple rule won't stand in my way.

I broke out the house and ran in the cannibal filled forest. I had cuts and blood dripping off of my face as my clothes got stained by dirt. After a while, I tripped. I felt something slither on my leg, I looked up and as I expected a snake was there. I took my tribal twin knives and stabbed it, but it already bit me, as if I care! My mother is more important! I continued as blood soaked my clothes at this point, being constantly smacked by tree branches wasn't helping either.

When I finally reached there she was already buried. I dropped on her grave and hugged her tombstone for dear life, as my eyes let their rivers flow. What was left for Me in life?

I was part of the royal family's main heirs, actually was the only one...when it was time to make me a queen even if I was still young I said no,I said that my cousin should rule instead of me,after all what will money give me?will it give me my mother back?the only logical answer is no,so I being queen will not give me anything back not my mother, not my father, not even my real mother, however I was still called princess , i continued my studies in magic hoping to find or make a spell that brings people back to life,

Years after, the kingdom has fallen and I thought I was the only survivor, until I saw that disgrace to the country's name laughing maniacally, but I was too weak to move. The impact was strong, and after healing I became a stronger person. After that I was threatened to become a slave, but they couldn't chain me down. I'm stronger than them and I believe in myself, I'm the last survivor so I mustn't fall to the ground easily.

Even for an eight year old, I pushed myself beyond my limit. I chained stones fifty times my size to myself and walked up the hill. I read many books to get both common and rare knowledge. I can't say that was easy, because if you want perfection, you must work for it.

I hate those who abuse people and i wish to end them. I have had deep passion for both magic and sword fighting. I can use swords easily, but I prefer my tribal twin knives. I have sleep deprivation, because whenever I close my eyes, it all comes back to me.

Why must they leave me?

Why didn't they take me with them?

One day as I was walking, I saw a taller figure, it turns out the man was an ex assassin. I requested to be trained by him, and he did as I wished. He said I shouldn't spill the blood of the innocent, not even if my life depends on it and I did as advised.

After that, I traveled around the world, went to every kingdom and empire, And then I finally reached my destination: Reim Empire.

But despite all that I'm still a shy person….