[h1]The story of a young girl[/h1]

Near the shrine, Gwen rediscovers a nightmare of the past.

[h3]Gwen Sniegow[/h3]

[color=0054a6][i]"This feeling.....I haven't feel this for ten years."[/i][/color] Gwen feels not only the vast amount of curse power rising and diminishing the landscape but this isn't just it. It was more than that. She started crying and asks herself, how can this be true? This can't be! Falling into her knees with her sword staked in the ground, the young Ice Mage freaks out upon hearing the word that caused her life ten years ago. She can't stop the aching of her heart, she clenches her fist into her breasts feeling the pain and anxiety that began to have hunted her today, there was a lot to take in, a lot of questions but pain in turn becomes rage. The rage that encases Gwen's heart in ice. Such feelings are impure and ill, you can never remain calm in the ghost of the past that traumatized you. Gwen now feels the trauma that is breaking her now and what also broke her in the past, rock bottom. Yet she continues to deny the existence of the monster mentioned by one of the demons.

The story of a young girl all started in the northern country, cold and white as snow like the ice that freezes the time of life. A glimmering and shimmering motion that values life. A young girl was crying in a similar slice of a devastated town like Augustine, her home was devastated and was burning in flames of anguish, her tears cried blood, colored like crimson and a scarred heart of a love that was taken from her, her name is Gwen Sniegow. Her home, family, friends, and people were taken away from her by the destruction wrought by the Walpurgisnacht. A young Gwen left with nothing but raging rampage of anger, revenge, and hatred during that day. Who would have though an 8 year old would lost too much in the worse most despicable manner. The thing about losing someone is that it can be fate worse than death and how it is depicted in front of you. That day today is the same day Gwen lost everything she cared about, today marks the 19th birthday in the worse way possible. She never expressed gratitude of her day of birth since then.

And now as it speaks, the omen that stood alongside the Isvans and the despair that awaits Gwen, a despair that broke her 10 long years ago once again is about to swallow her. Gwen's face shows expression of contempt, pain, sadness, anger, and hatred. Screaming in the top of her voice that perfectly matches her hate. [color=2e3192][b]"WALRPURGISNACHT!"[/b][/color]
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