Her eyes were clear as autumn waters, so beautiful she seemed more angel than mortal, as if she had fallen into the earthly world. Though she lived amid its dust, she remained unstained by it. Where, then, would her heart find its home? An emperor in ancient times, a killer in the present. Could she, now a killer herself, find something to entrust her fate to? Could she see through it all?
Though she was part of the game, she seemed like an outsider...
