Umbrella



Vraxia was born without her parents. They left her with her grandmother who took care of her while she was growing. The only memory her parents left was the black umbrella that was said that it would protect anyone who carries it by their side. This was the custom of the family for generations because they were known for wielding the umbrella as their protection or weapon. For generations countless blood drip from their merciless umbrella. They were known for their skilled and merciless combat skills. Every predator that comes before them is their most enjoyed and favorite prey. But now that Vraxia was left alone with her only family, her grandmother. How would she grow as a fine and strong woman.







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