Isla : Everywhere i go.. everything i do..i always bring misfortunes..i just...want to help..but it always turns..even bad..maybe..i should stay away..maybe i shouldn't show my presence from people..or maybe..i shouldn't intervene their fates..

Isla began to draw card form her deck.. as every card placed..tears falls to her cheeks..she was so felt so sad and so felt wrong in her own belief that they started to call her "Cursed Child" even way back her school days she was often bullied although she can foresee what's going to happen to her classmates and whatever going to be..she wanted to help..but in the end..she was being wronged on what she was doing.. every card she drew she forsee what's going to happen.. it's neither a disaster or worst..she want to prevent it from happening and save them from the impending fate..

as years goes isla wright began to be a hunter as she reached ranks at the rank A in the England Branch Guild of Hunters..where everyone accept her for her power of future foresight and her abilities of supportive skills and Fighting abilities with her tarot cards..

England branch was nice..as she felt so good in this..its a very sunny day..she walked out her room wearing her signature clothes she roams around..her eyes roams in the people she want to save from this chaos..she want it..she really does..but how will?

and this moment she reached a bench to sit by and just think.. about what will she going to do if she was this shy and very gloomy..about her past.

Isla : im so..pointless.. i dont know what to do. what's my sense of direction..

then she asked for divination from her tarots as she forsee a new light..