Asha's peaceful life turns upside down as she finds out that her lack of family was not due to abandonment but murder. Chased by numerous organizations for the sake of her powers as the supposed last Shadow. Asha, with the help of her newly founded friends, sets out on a journey to find her long-lost twin and avenge her family's unjust deaths.
The moon and a few stars shone brightly on the open space training ground as the wind occasionally blew the sound of birds across the wide field.
Asha, like every other training night, followed the patterns documented in the book as she began her physical and abilities training.
As a lone shadow, these nightly workouts are part of the everyday lifestyle of the 18-year-old final-year high school orphan who believes in living a quiet life and being ignored.
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After the normal two-hour workout session, Asha turned off the alarm and opens her eyes to her old-looking gray concrete ceiling, and blanks out for three seconds.
She got up to the cupboard and picked up the remaining burger and a bottle of milk, then sat in front of her cheap-looking silver laptop and logged into the national high school examination website to check her college entrance exam results.
Asha Deen, a student who is almost invisible throughout her school years and maintains an average performance is unexpectedly a genius girl with a rarely-seen IQ of 200 who detests attention.
After punching in her ID number, she took a huge bite of the burger, Asha's details popped up as she glanced through the screen, seeing the cumulative score of 450 that could easily get her into her choice of college without attention, she decided to take a quick nap before going out to buy groceries.
Asha picks up her black-colored mobile phone from the study table.
"The time is still 7:00 am I can sleep till 9:00 am before going out" she mumbled as she drank the milk and threw the bottle in the trash can. She then lay back on her bed as she entered into a deep sleep.
After 2 hours of peaceful sleep, Asha shockingly wakes up on a concrete floor in a dimly lit basement to the voices of several people discussing as if in a meeting.
Surprised, she quickly got up to her feet, quietly took out her waist dagger, and began to assess the bizarre situation she was in.