Vana nerve

 Vana the hardened
The heart has always held a gram of hatred
Not the stock standard manufactured hatred
The deadly wrathful hatred compounded many times
Her dance and her ways hoodwinking everyone

The harsh merciless resolve in her
The domineering aspect of her
The rashness and aggression
The heart containing constant burn of the sulferfire

Her orders were strict
She stripped those young men of their agency
They became tools for her
Lost their true manhood forever

True victory for her was that raising war on the gender
Until she met Liam and fell for him even as he had already given up
His inner strength shone through his sacrifice became the potent weapon
His submission became eternal power robbing the remnants of her soul

And carrying the secret of the universe with him
So even in the face of all her strength and victory
She fell broken by her own needs
Ones that Liam had discarded under obligation