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During her childhood, she and her mother lived in a small, hidden, and abandoned cabin. Her mother never let her go outside, and whenever she went out to hunt, she would hide Celina in the basement for safety. She explained the reasons she had to stay inside, telling her that beings like them were being hunted. However, she never put it that way—she simply warned her that there were dangerous things out there.
One day, as usual, her mother was about to leave, but this time, for a different reason. She knew that the hunters were close, and if she didn't do something, her daughter would be in danger. Before leaving, she told Celina that she would take a little longer to return. She hugged her goodbye, telling her how much she loved her, trying to hide her concern while also making her daughter feel safe.
For a long time, she had planned to confront the hunters, determined to eliminate them once and for all—to protect her daughter at any cost. And just as she had foreseen, the hunters were already surrounding her, falling into the trap she had been preparing for so long.
In the end, despite her efforts, Celina’s mother fell to the ground in defeat. The hunters were smarter and more organized than she had anticipated. With her last bit of strength, she begged for mercy, but it was already too late—they took her life.
Meanwhile, back at the cabin, time passed slowly for Celina. Hours turned into days, then into weeks, and she kept waiting. On several occasions, she even cried because her mother was taking longer than usual to return.
One day, she heard noises outside. At first, she thought her mother had finally come back, but then the footsteps and murmurs multiplied. She remembered what her mother had told her—that if something like this ever happened, she had to stay silent and hide as best as she could. Celina continued listening as the footsteps grew closer, and the voices became more aggressive, until suddenly, a loud crash echoed through the cabin—the door had been broken down by several men. The noise became overwhelming. Fear completely overtook her, and though she was terrified, she tried not to make a sound.
She remained still, listening as they rummaged through the cabin, throwing things around. Then, she heard them trying to break into the basement, kicking and pounding on the door. She didn’t know what to do, so she curled up in a corner, trembling and covering herself with a blanket, desperately hoping they wouldn’t find her or hurt her.
But her fears came true. Before long, the intruders forced their way in and began searching for her. A woman was the one who found her, immediately shouting to alert the others before violently yanking Celina’s arm. As they dragged her out, she heard them hurling insults at her, while some cheered in triumph at having captured her. Finally, they took her to an unknown place.
Upon arrival, they locked her up instantly, but not before chaining her up, treating her like a wild animal. They kept her like that for what felt like an eternity. They almost never fed her, and when they did, they gave her rancid, raw meat. They beat her constantly, regardless of whether she obeyed or not, taking out their rage on a small child as if she were responsible for something. It reached a point where they left her covered in bruises, burned parts of her body, and, worst of all, inflicted a severe wound on her face.
Weeks passed until, one day, they finally took her out of her cage—not to release her, but to put an end to her life, just as they had done to her mother. As they dragged her out, the crowd shouted, claiming they were carrying out "justice." Celina was terrified—her anxiety caused her to hyperventilate amidst the pushing and the deafening voices. The chaos around her was unbearable, and the fact that she couldn’t see anything only made it worse. She felt dizzy, and the pressure built up so much that, in the end, she let out a soul-piercing scream, her mind disconnecting from everything happening around her.
In an instant, everything went dark for her.
When she stopped screaming, an overwhelming silence filled the air. She was lost, disoriented, but she could still feel that her clothes were wet and sticky, the same sensation covering her feet. The air was thick with a metallic scent that flooded her nose—without her realizing it, the remains of those who had tormented her for so long now lay scattered around her.
She had no time to process what had happened, because at that moment, her body finally gave in, and she collapsed.
When she woke up, she stood as if nothing had happened, walking away from that place and leaving everything behind. Her only thought was to find her mother. She began wandering along the road, not knowing where she was going, relying only on her instincts despite her blindness. She walked for hours until her body could take no more, collapsing onto the snow. Exhausted from the cold and fatigue, she slowly drifted into unconsciousness, teetering on the edge of life and death.
Faintly, she heard light footsteps approaching her. Holding onto the last shred of hope, she thought—maybe her mother had finally come back for her. However, before she could think any further, she completely blacked out.
The Lin Kuei approached what lay before them, realizing it was a small child lying on the ground. Without hesitation, they took her to a safe place.
When they arrived at their stronghold, the situation caused a slight commotion, drawing the curious gazes of some onlookers—especially three children who were training outside. They watched as their elders came out to see the girl being carried in the arms of a Lin Kuei member. Seconds later, she was taken into a room where her wounds would be treated, while everyone around them wondered what had happened to her.