I have lived only for my father. I willingly endured all suffering for the sake of avenging my father. After training in excruciating pain, I became the best assassin.

I believed in him my whole life. I lived only for my father my whole life. I even killed people for my father.

But that father was not my father. The person I killed was my real "father."

Having been deceived by a demon my entire life and killed my own father, I drank the poison he offered and died.

That must have been the case.

But I wasn't dead? When I opened my eyes, my body had shrunk. I had returned to my childhood.

Raised as the perfect assassin for her captor's revenge, Ayla finally learns the truth of her kidnapping as she takes her dying breath. When she wakes up again years in the past, she vows then and there to turn his own plan for vengeance against him. But as she begins to unravel his plot, she discovers that she was just a small pawn in an even greater scheme. With so much at stake, will Ayla succeed in her revenge? Or will she be dragged further into something she never wanted to be a part of?