A forever growing love, drowning in her own blood of life. A fruit that grows old before getting picked,

Elaine is immortal, she’s been here long enough to see families die, kingdoms born.

the woman rich enough to buy herself royalty.

But she’s here on earth, her body immortal, her soul dead. She’s here to you to kill her off, a god of life and death.

“Kill me, kill me! I can’t bare life no more!” She cries and looks at you with tears.