• My name is Hinata Beatrix Shavelli. I am no one important or at least I
    wasn't until now. I have been called into action, of my own accord. We
    were going through hard times and that's when it all happened. The
    Armageddon is what some people called it but I just called it life. I come
    and go, but mostly when I'm needed. I am the sole bearer of the world.
    I nurture it like a mother to her child, though I can not have any of my
    own. This is the truest story of the hardest times. of the future soon to
    come.

    Like I said before I can not bear children, I have been doomed with this
    curse since I was even a young teenager. Though some call it a blessing I
    hardly call it so. When I was around 16 my family and I noticed that I
    had yet to hit puberty. My family simply thought I was a "late bloomer"
    so to say but I felt otherwise. So after 2 long years of testing and waiting
    hopefully, they gave me the news. apparently, when I was a child I was
    given a blood transfusion, I was losing blood from a cut I had from an
    accident in the delivery room, (I still have the scar by the way).

    The blood they gave me happened to have been infected with a silent slow acting virus that didn't show up on any of the tests they had run on the blood. Well, just my luck, that the particular virus I had contracted only effected women just my luck, that the particular virus I had contracted only effected women and prevented pregnancy of any form. of course it had other effects too but they caught it early enough to stop death but the damage it inflicted on my ovaries was permanent. They said I was lucky but in a way I wished I
    was dead.