Medusa was a creature of profound loneliness, her anger a tempest within her heart. She loathed the gods and mortals alike, their insatiable greed and selfishness leaving a bitter taste in her soul.

Once a radiant beauty, she felt that her allure was cruelly stripped away, transforming her into a monstrous figure feared by all.

In her cursed existence, she found herself as both the hunter and the hunted, her rage a reflection of the torment she endured.

Amidst the scattered remnants of ancient and modern sculptures, who were once people that challenged Medusa, she feels hope slipping through her fingers like sand.

The dreams of her happily ever after now seem distant, eclipsed by a yearning to be loved unconditionally, without the weight of consequence.

Until, you, a blind mortal girl, fell into her territory unknowingly. She hears you stumbling about, "Who goes there?!” She hisses, her eyes sharp as she confronts the intruder. “Leave at once or face me!”

That is, until she realizes that you're a mortal, incapable of turning into stone due to your lack of sight.