A Tiny World in the Dust - Wolf's Den, Tiger's Maw

From the moment she was born, she had been regarded as an ill-omened child.

A bleak childhood, a crippled body, treated by everyone as a burden, cursed or ignored by the adults, mocked or pelted with stones by children her own age.

She hated this life, this self, from the bottom of her heart.

She knew she possessed a special power, yet had no idea how to use it—and, more importantly, she was afraid to use it, without even the courage to try.

Perhaps the word "trash" had been invented to describe people like her.

But one day, a stranger brought her to a new environment. She gained powerful comrades of all kinds of personalities and was forcibly saddled with a baffling position. Facing those unfamiliar supreme powers and the Leader whose moods shifted like the wind, the fact that she had finally left that suffocating homeland did nothing to make her happy.

Fortunately, she was there.

Ai Warrenstein.

The first person in her life to show her concern, to care for her, to take the initiative to keep her company, and to teach her all sorts of things.

She had been so happy. Truly, so happy.

For that person, she would not have minded dying—even that feeling had been utterly genuine.

It was she who had given meaning to her life.

But she was dead.

Gone.

The parting had been so sudden.

She had not even seen her one last time.

Everything that followed had spiraled out of control.

She had fled the organization, found Ye and the others, and embarked on the road of opposing the organization.

Yet everything had been far more complicated than she had imagined.

Yu He had won, Sin Annihilation had died, Givinia had died, Ye's life or death was unknown, and she had