She is neither the first, nor will she be the last.
As long as she remains alive, such malicious surveillance will never cease, a fate decreed by her bloodline.
From the moment they were born, they embarked on a thorn-filled solitary bridge, compelled to move forward relentlessly; retreat is impossible, and even a brief pause is forbidden.
Because those who come later will see them as a challenge and an obstacle, striving to replace them.
At every junction, the Triple Shadows would inevitably split into three, progressing in distinctly different directions, some even retracing their steps.
After some time, they would reunite into three as one, without necessarily reaching the limits of their separation, whether in distance or in choosing which path to prioritize, filled with randomness.
This resulted in her path being intricate and complicated, transforming swiftly into a spider web when combined with Zelata's complex geography.
