PROLOGUE 3 The Final Revenge
They say nemesis isn't born. It's created. They give us but our own, nothing more than what we've sown. History has a nemesis for every sin. It's inescapable, and as fate would have it, they are indeed, predestined.
Six years ago, I was driven by rage and the thirst to avenge what my feeble and fragile heart couldn't bear. My revenge threw me into the fire and I clearly and knowingly walked into it. You see, vengeance is like love. It's blinding. You can't see anything else, as you're blinded by the need to punish those who have wronged you. Seek for atonement.
My life, relationship with the one I called love, led me thus far. Both, built on a boat of deceit, misunderstandings and anger. This is the reckoning, the realization of past evils and mistakes. For us, there can be no greater realization than the absolute truth. Freedom, for the shackles and chains of dangerous lies.