❛ TASTE THE SINFUL SERENDIPITY
Strengths:Alianovna is not just the brawn but the brain of any battle, she is an excellent strategist, sharp-witted, gifted with empathic accuracy and genius knowledge, making her a blessing to her clients and a curse to her targets, also it is her mind that expanded the empire that is ‘dungeon’, once a rising drug cartel in South Korea and now one of the top organizations, highly wanted by consumers and government. She is also eloquent, and seductive, a supreme siren who poisons the mind of a human by her words.A known fact in the business world is her firmness, all of her decisions will not be swayed by any influence, and persistence when it comes to achieving her goals. In the modeling scene, the designers love her confidence that exudes in every runway and photographs, but also her ability to be a part of the creative team after her out-of-the-box contributions to each project. And a fair warning, the koji never fears for she is fear.Weaknesses:The femme sees herself as a god, it is a complexity, they may call yet one of her weaknesses is the inability to give concern to any random person, her persistence can sometimes be stubbornness and her manipulation is a by product of her extreme dominance, ruthlessness and intolerance.Habits:Alianovna follows a daily routine ( 1. Waking up before the clock hits 10 or earlier, 2. Going to the gym for an hour or two, 3. Bathing and skin care, 4. Eating breakfast ), she is used to having a timeline that she sets for her to follow everyday, also you’ll find her looking at her watch especially during meetings where she is deeply thinking.Others also say that her distinctive habits involves, biting her lip when she is shy, pouting and expressing plead through her eyes when she needs something, crossing and uncrossing her legs when she’s trying to catch a lie, looking at her fingernails while she says scornful words, rolling her eyes on a bad day, raising her eyebrows and smirking to show amusement, tapping on a desk when she makes a judgment and clasping her hands once it is made, and retouching her make-up and clothing.Hobbies:There are places that you should go to if you want to see a glimpse of the woman. Alianovna is often seen at the shooting range, kendo training center, or karate academy, out of all the training that she did when she was younger these three are the ones that she enjoys the most. If she is not finding the leisure in combat, she’ll spend her time in her equestrian center, or one of the golf clubs she owns, after this she may spend lavish private shopping, sit in her library to write or seek some art to buy. On lazy days, she spends her time blossoming her skill in cooking and baking with the help of her boyfriend, or watching movies, series, or replays of operas with him. She also finds joy in traveling, especially discovering new mountains to hike and ride her motorbike to, and seas to swim into.Skills:Alianovna is an excellent marksman, according to the FBI the bullets that she often darts or rain on her targets are DSR-Precision DSR 50 Sniper Rifle and Thompson M1921, she is also a trained samurai that expertise wielding katana and wakizashi, and a black belter in Karate, Judo, and Kendo.The mastermind behind the sinister acts of selling human meat, and drug manufacturing are byproducts of her creative and experimentative mind. The woman is not just physically fit but mentally fit as well, she is gifted with first-rate empathic accuracy, strategic mind, and contrivance, she has high physical and mental endurance, and ability to mentally control pain inflicted to her. Other skills such as racing motorcycles, authenticating counterfeit products, speaking three languages such as Korean, Japanese, and English, and painting and writing art completes her list of skills.
❛ FALL FROM GRACE
It was only a tale, a legend and not a conclusive nightmare ⸻ it cannot be a conclusive nightmare. Born into the underground high society who tramples down the world above it, an heir to the throne of monstrosity — crown of euphoric mayhem. Two worlds are promised to only one who can control the absolute power, the silent choke towards the freedom of a country — the nation shall be chained to worship one god.Governed by sinful desires, one mind will be easily corrupted when tranquility is served to end their unending crave for their selfish demands. It has been written all over scriptures that humans falling from grace easily just shatter their faith, make them bargain, cry for mercy, and give what the divine being can’t. The world simply became before and after her from the moment she was birthed out to hold it with both of her hands. Before her, the dungeon was just another powerful trading drug organization, huge enough to name clients coming from the government, imperial family, and endless unknown names — it was plain, behind taunting, perhaps it was better for the lack of blood that is shed but she who seeks power sees it as a shame.1895, when the ancestral business became an opium empire, dated back in 1830’s the Lee’s gambled their lives for it to change for the worse better. They have pioneered the opium drug trade straight from Germany to Japan, at first they lured the government to fund for the drugs that will give a euphoric rush as it calms pain — the first deception has been made, preyed on the vulnerability of lack of medicine, and devastating situation of health care during the war. At first it was nothing but a trade, but as it poisons the soil of the land, barging in every home, cabarets, government offices, and imperial chambers, they decided to take over the land and claim it as theirs. The proclamation of independence was nothing but an unknown nightmare for them, false as it is, before eyes would see it ⸻ they have chained to their darkest desires.Two decades after they scored their names to the core of Japan, a conqueror shall never stop after one invasion, leaving the country on its knees as it cries dependent on them. “누각” paved the way for Korea to be the largest trading country for opium, hiding behind a new name, the Lee’s stringed the imperial family as it stringed the current puppet government. To be honest, it was an easy game to play for them, they say that the worst of crimes come with the worst of consequences but it was a mere phrase used by those who are frightened, those who cannot master deceit and have vigor for asserting never-ending power. They were in the highest of the high, and they wouldn’t come down low, yet they were playing safe and they were safe until the calendar hits, 65 years later.1994, The era of economic crisis and the rise of what will soon change South Korea, the year where the inheritress that will turn the world around in her favor was born. The bloody luxury was her regalia and it was not a secret, some stories include parents hiding their wickedness from their till the day that she will be able to understand it fully but she was raised differently, others might have called it cruelty ⸻ eyes were exposed to execution of the so-called enemies of their empire, and hands were soon trained ( as early as a decade old ) to give hell to those who deserve it. She wasn’t treated like a princess, she was treated like a god so she believed she was one. Growing up, she showed how her mind is gifted, making her parents grow more fond of her since it is one less training — she is their new thread of hope for the prosperity of their kingdom, but she is more trained like a machine that will take pride in wrecking people to death. The young lady was taught different courses of physiology, pharmacology, and forensic drug chemistry during her elementary years till her college years, she was homeschooled to ensure that she will only learn what is beneficial for her during her regime. They prepared her, but she only kept on surprising them by how they raised a sinister promise, she became unstoppable and uncontrollable, once that she got a hold of how their drug business work; the young femme hated their fear that defeats their attempt to conquer. Frustration turned hate, hate turned to anger — they were wrong for raising her to believe that any threat to their empire shall be killed, now she sees weakness as treason.Do you want to know her first case of assassination? It was months before she would enter college as a Fine Arts student, the unraveling of the hidden ace of the familial dynasty is supposed to happen on the last party that the business tycoons Deonne and Antonov Lee would throw. It took time to have it all clear like a crystal glass that would shatter before her, none of the Lee’s are capable for loving, it wasn’t drugs that incapitated the strings of their mind but the hunger for power is what consumed their soul ⸻ it was all written in papers, she made as a machinery, a stem cell donor, a slave to the kingdom who will be led by both of her parents till they can leave her a decade or two to have the throne before she dies; she wasn’t made out of love, she was made of greed, an angel that fell from grace. She knows she’s incapable of feeling emotion towards others, not even her parents, because she knows that behind every facade of perfection is a brutal punishment to be the real perfect ace card. The commencement of this crime would label her as someone who has lost her mind but the reality is, she just found it. There was no day that she wasted, her eyes were only focus on knowing the weapon machinery, real estate, pharmaceuticals, and drug trade to the core; she made no friends, fucked around a little but her only goal in life was to transform the dishonor of an underwhelming empire to a all-powerful sovereign in the underground.Once the lamb to slaughter wore horns, all prayers won’t be heard; The liquid gold is now thicker than blood. The only crime she would recognize is allowing herself to be murdered, and shattered for a while when they broke her soul by stealing her capability to live and think on her own ⸻ now it is time to take what is hers. Tonight is that the night the nation will know her, and wish they didn’t. One strike from the katana that the Mr. and Mrs. Lee’s gifted her, the head of her mother rolled on the ground for her dad to see, lips curved up into a smile as she gripped the head of her mom by the hair. “ Now you are a puppet with no master. ” The blood dripped onto the velvet carpet staining her stilettos, she let him pee — let fear seep through him as he begs for mercy. “ You should die proudly, you’ve raised a demon. The great God of the underground. ” He knelt and begged her, lips kissing her feet while cries of forgiveness were not heard. Two heads on the table of the late Mr. and Mrs. Lee, now it is their child’s turn to be abducted, body floating on the Han river after a week. Alianovna places their heads on her father’s office table, leaving the Blood Serpent’s calling card in the middle of it.The new god has risen to fulfill your prayers of having your enemies killed, just pay money and your soul. “ Alianovna Lee ” she read; “ Blood Serpent ” she heard. In the present, she is living the life she wove. The most sought-after model during the day, and the honorable sovereign of the underground at night. Tells about the blood serpent, how she’d leave a crimson pool with only the head to be found while the body is gone to nowhere anyone can find ( they become human meat or experimental lab rats for her drug experimentation ). The nation’s first love, and the nation’s horror, all in one woman, and that’s a secret we shall keep between us.The demon of folklore, the princess in fairytale, and the living legend. Alianovna Lee.
❛ MEET THE DEVIL
Peal of thunderous glory rains on the carpet that has been graced by the divine sin. Worship she, call it blasphemy ⸻ transgress to love she, and make the holy ghost envy. If the nation would recall the very first woman they loved, the name ‘Alianovna’ is the sung gospel. Prophets spoke of the existence of an angel who descended from heaven since the moment they laid there eyes on her but the howls from pain called it false prophecy. She did not descend, she fell from grace. From the pits of fiery perdition, a rose bloomed to build a diabolical empire that led souls into taking a bite of euphoric sin as they walked away from their fate, and kneel to she.Flashes of shots only for the camera’s favorite muse, the visage that graced the land with her divine beauty that halt steps and turns for a word of adoration be uttered. Main content of the news whenever her walk captivated fashion houses to follow her steps only for her body to be the main canvas of their art. The most coveted name in the fashion scene, loved by many, loathed by some, and unparalleled by any.Flashes of shots only for the camera’s worst crime, the grim that terrorized the land with her ruthless brutality that halt heartbeats and turns dreams into nightmares of unanswered prayers for salvation. Main content of the news whenever the serpent bathes the soil with the souls she ravages to slaughter after they failed running from her steps and her katana painting on their skin for it to be a part of her murder exhibition. The most infamous alias in the crime scene, feared by many, admired by some, and defeated by no one.The triumphant queen of the underground, remains the bearer of the crown in the high scene of prominence. Screams of remorse, veneration, and devotion fuels the fanaticism of a fake god who is the icon of honor in the limelight, and the icon of horror in the illicit society. With brilliance she built the ‘dungeon’ to be inviolable, opening new channels for corrupt opulence, and birthing branches of unorthodox schemes to expand her kingdom. Before her there was just a plain mayhem of dog eat dog feud in the chain of drug cartel organizations and she indeed became the ‘present’. The dungeon was huge but she wanted grandiosity, and her soul can never be tamed as it plummet into the darker side of the society, the disposal of the human bodies she killed were recycled into food of her cannibalistic clients, the drugs that she made can be high-end or a counterfeit ( either or, it is not easily seen ), and the connections did not stay still with clients of the high and low society, she made sure to penetrate the government, piercing it dead till it cannot escape the lethal euphoria of her elixir. In the morning ‘Alianovna’ is gospel and damnation once the moon kills the sun.As the tone arm descends on the vinyl that spills “Heads Will Roll” lyrics from her turntable, the arm of her prey is being dissected into parts before it gets sliced for delivery. Alianovna sways her body as she chants “Off with your head” while pointing her index finger towards the decapitated body that is being subjected to mutilation for her weekly orders of human meat. “Dance till you’re dead” she twirls as the music resonates and the woman that she was this morning dies, “Korea’s pride. The conqueror of fashion houses and runway, the face of magazines, and muse of the camera. There are rumors that she’ll be entering the silverscreen as well…” the headlines were about her, it would be more useful if it is her crime that they are covering but they are too focused on the woman’s career not knowing that her biggest acting gig was her act during working hours. Korea's first love, lured everyone and made them her victim of her different crimes, and it is not just about drug trafficking, human meat manufacturing, human experiments, but her manipulation created the biggest delusion that no one can easily escape ⸻ Slip from the hands of THE KOJI and you shall meet your end, worship her and your desires will be your death.
❛ THE SINNER THAT THE DEMON ADORED
A long time ago, she was taught that sinners aren’t made to be loved. They were cursed and become the target of stones ⸻ they were never made to be loved, and that is something she couldn’t care less about. She took no care of the list of what you shouldn’t do in order for the heaven to embrace you, she scarred her body by touches of vermin, and she allowed her soul to completely be devoured for a night and have it left empty when she woke. Love is luxury, something that is not needed yet it is deeply desired. She did not seek for it, rather she was sick of it, she vomits every sweet advances,
and held onto the thorns rather than the roses that were offered for her. Love was something she burns and not burns for.Till he came carving her out from the shell that left her cold as she lets the ink of her pen sink into his skin as she tattoos a sword on his back. Suddenly after the moonlight showed his true colors, grim black and never ending crimson, he is the devil he said but how is he more gentle than the saints, angels, the good-doers she’s been with ⸻ she realized that you can never fully know something, unless you felt it, unless it is there. So when he loved her broken bones and empty soul, all of the crevices that were left for her to pain were suddenly filled by the golden daylight of his love. After all, she became a believer of no scriptures or divine miracle of a ever-kind god — she believed that sinners can be loved, their sins can be embraced and hope isn't just made for the pure hearted; that there is still an angel in a demon, even though they don’t have to be. All of the promises, the grandeur can never come close to someone who wouldn’t just offer their life for you but give you a life that is everlasting just so you won’t fear being away from them as death becomes a threat of parting. To her, he is just something he can fully write about as no words can come near to describe his beauty, hell even the way he makes her feel and that is not because there is nothing to say, but there are no words that can come close to the love that he madeher know. Now, she can be stoned, and crucified for her sins but the world can do or say all they want but their happiness would always silence the noise. Nothing else matters, and the world will be burned by her own hands after all to the pits of hell, she will follow him and sit on a throne beside him.