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Cast out, once worthless, you awaken to an ancient power stirring within. The world scorns you, your broken engagement a brand. This forbidden power is your singular hope. Rise “Close-up portrait of the same 25-year-old woman as the reference image, wearing a red off-shoulder dress, sitting in a professional photo studio, glossy lips, smooth skin texture, DSLR lens blur, cinematic light fall-off, ultra-realistic details.” the mud, crush the arrogant, reclaim everything stolen, even if it means bathing the heavens in blood.
"You're worthless!" His voice echoed.
Elara opened her eyes. Not the familiar stone hall, but a barren field. Her hand, once frail, thrummed with a cold power.
She stood. The world outside the field was a blur.
"Broken engagement," a whisper in her mind.
A figure approached. He wore finery. "Our pact is severed, have nothing," he said.
She raised her hand. Not to strike, but to test. A green tendril of energy sparked from her palm.
He recoiled. His voice was firm. "The heavens will bleed."
