Rise Above

She had been pushed down, tested, and broken more times than she could count — but every fall only sharpened her edge. Now, standing tall against the ruins of the world that tried to crush her, she reached upward, not for rescue, but for power.

Her scars weren’t chains anymore — they were proof. Proof she survived. Proof she endured. Proof she could rise again.

The sky wasn’t her limit. It was her stage.