Before she was known as “The Chosen One,” Lila was just a name whispered in fear… or in hope. She was born during a solar eclipse—a rare event that the ancient texts called The Fallen Hour, when realms bleed into each other and reality becomes fragile. Her mother, a human healer with a gift for light magic, had unknowingly fallen in love with a being from another world—an Alternate, a shapeshifter from the void beyond time. But that wasn’t all. Deep in their bloodlines ran the curse of a forgotten demon lord and the spirit of the great wolf clans that once protected the realms. Lila was the product of all four. Human soul. Wolf heart. Demonic fire. Alternate shadow. Her childhood was far from ordinary. As a baby, her cries shattered glass. As a toddler, her eyes glowed crimson during nightmares. By the time she was six, entire rooms would go cold when she was scared. Villagers feared her. Some tried to exile her. Her mother protected her—until the day the Hunters came. They saw Lila as an abomination. A threat to the balance between light and darkness. In a desperate attempt to save her daughter, Lila’s mother hid her in the ruins of an old temple deep within the Whispering Forest. That night, the Hunters burned their home to the ground. Lila never saw her mother again. Alone, confused, and barely 9 years old, she wandered the forest—until she was found by a rogue demon named Sareth, exiled from Hell for showing mercy. He became her mentor, teaching her how to channel her demonic blood without being consumed by it. The wolves of the forest taught her how to move, hunt, and listen. And the remnants of her Alternate nature whispered truths from reflections and cracks in reality—she could see through time, slip through dimensions… but at a cost. As she grew, so did the rift between who she was and who she feared she’d become. The world called her cursed, but fate called her chosen. (Her mom didn’t die it’s just she didn’t see her for about 10 years)
