Volume 2 — The Princess Who Became a Storm
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"The Power You Can't See" — Her Story So Far
> "They laughed when I was born.
They hated me because I was different.
But they didn't know…
I was never meant to be ordinary."
— Ayra
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The wind carried the scent of wildflowers and blood.
Ayra stood alone on the mountain ridge behind the palace—a place no one dared to follow her. Her eyes gazed far across the horizon. But her heart? It was looking back.
Back to the beginning.
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A Life That Was Never Meant to Be
She remembered her first breath in this world—born in a dusty chamber, her mother dying beside her, smiling through the pain.
Her mother… once the only daughter of the most powerful kingdom, stripped of her memories and strength after a mysterious attack.
Ayra never knew the warmth of that mother's hug. Only the necklace she left behind—and the unbearable silence that followed.
She was the king's illegitimate child, tossed aside in a kingdom ranked 90th out of 120—treated worse than a servant, laughed at by the nobles and scorned by her half-siblings.
But no one saw the truth behind her smile:
> She had the mind of a genius athlete from a Type-3 Civilization.
She had mastered a cosmic-level power by the age of 2.
She had created something... that even the omniverse didn't understand.
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Exile Was Her Freedom
Branded as powerless, she was cast out of her kingdom.
They thought she'd die.
Instead, she lived.
She laughed with strangers, fought off assassins, and saved a mysterious boy who held secrets of his own—a boy wearing a ring that connected him to a forgotten multiverse king.
She didn't chase power.
> But power… chased her.
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A Kingdom Lost… And One Gained
Everything changed when she unknowingly entered her mother's kingdom—the land of her true bloodline. The necklace pulsed, calling out, revealing the truth. Her grandfather, the mighty king, finally learned of her existence.
> "You're my granddaughter.
You are her child."
The family that once mocked her now bowed.
But Ayra didn't feel joy.
She felt… rage. Loss. Power.
Because behind her eyes, the storm was building.
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The Multiverse Whispers Her Name
In the shadows, an ancient organization stirred—a group backed by the Universal Authority, governed by a Multiversal Council. They called her "The Key".
And worse…
They feared her.
> She could create and destroy entire omniverses… with a thought.
And yet, no one knew.
Only she held the truth. And only she bore the weight.
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The Storm Gathers
Ayra stood on that mountain ridge, the wind brushing through her silver hair.
Behind her, the kingdom prepared a feast.
But within her heart, something far darker was awakening.
> "If they come for me again…" she whispered to the wind,
"I won't run.
I won't hide.
I'll show them why the universe should never have let me live."
A single tear rolled down her cheek—not from fear or sadness—but from the memory of a mother she never got to know… and the child she once was.
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A Voice in the Wind
From the distance, a whisper echoed in her mind:
> "Ayra… they're watching you.
And they're afraid."
She turned her head slightly.
> "Let them."
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