Little Red Riding Hood
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A prophecy, which goes from 500 to 500 years... The time has come for the prophecy to be fulfilled, the descendant, the guardian and the hunters must be found and follow the destiny. But what will that fate be? What will bring us light or darkness? A story inspired by the tale of Little Red Riding Hood.
Branca is a very beautiful young woman, considered one of the beauties in her large village. With her hair as black as ebony, lips as red as blood, and skin as white as snow. She has always lived within the village walls, but one winter day everything changes when she must go through the forest to bring a basket of food and medicine to her sick grandmother. She crosses paths with a beast that could change her destiny, and I discover that the mysteries and adventures beyond the walls are much darker and deeper than she imagined.
You must have heard this story many times, but the one I'm going to tell you has never been told before, you can say it's a lie or believe it. But what I'm going to tell you is the true story that will show you a new world. Follow me and I guarantee you won't regret it.
After losing her blood family and spending her life as a wolf hunter, Hat embarks on what appears to be her father's dying wish.
What happens after "HAPPY EVERYDAY"? She dies, the world ends, do they break up?
What if I told you that the story you always heard about Little Red Riding Hood is a lie? You would probably call me a liar and question who I am... Well, I'll answer you, I'm Little Red Riding Hood, but please call me Thalia and I'll tell you a story, the true story, never told before and she doesn't even have a granny. So sit back and prepare to be amazed, because you sure as hell won't wait a bit for what's to come. Let's start from the beginning, with the cliché once upon a time, because although I don't believe that what I'm going to tell you can be considered a fairy tale, I like clichés, because life would be so much easier if she was a cliché. Once upon a time...