Abbreviations used:
F/n: Former Name
A/n: Author's Note
~᯽❥᪥ᴥ᪥❥᯽~
"Sick of crying, tired of trying, yes I'm smiling but inside I'm dying."
~᯽❥᪥ᴥ᪥❥᯽~
F/n POV
BANG!! "Wake up!" My captors started banging the bars. The poor boy seems to have sensitive hearing. Well so do I since I haven't heard a thing for a long time. The captors escorted us out of the cell. My captors tied my hands to my back while they simply dragged Alatus without chains of any sorts towards a room which I call the Torture Room.
Alatus eyes widened, seems like he knew this place too. A lady was tied to a T-shaped pole.
"Alatus, you know what to do." Said the god in charge of the whole fiasco. Captors came to my side and held me down on my knees. I don't want to give them the satisfaction of fighting me so I didn't resist — the truth was I haven't eaten for days and I'm tired so I just fell.
Alatus looked fearful as he walked up to the captured lady. He glances back in my direction for a brief moment before summoning his spear.
"P-please.." the lady whispered.
"Hurry up Alatus. Else I shall do the honours. Do remember to consume her dreams just before she dies." The god said.
Alatus used his spear and gave the lady a swift death. He uses his power to steal her dreams, consuming it with utter disgust and maybe even a hint of satisfaction but I can't be sure of that.
The god walks towards me with Alatus following. His expression was filled with grief and sorrow. I would feel that way too, but I have learned not to show that to anyone.
"F/n. It's your turn." The god flashed a wicked smile.
Her men removed the dead body on the T-shaped pole. Putting me up on it. Alatus showed another fearful expression, quickly hiding it away from the god's view.
That's how it always is from then. I get tortured day after day again, with the addition of witnessing the real death of people in Alatus's hands. I go hungry in my cell, not because they don't give me food, they do, I just don't eat them. Alatus eats his share and also stays in the same cell as me. He does try to tend to my wounds but with no medication or anything really, there wasn't much he could do. Soon, we became friends. But we don't show it when we are around our captors. Over the years, Alatus grew colder and more distant with new blood in his hands.
~᯽❥᪥ᴥ᪥❥᯽~
A/n:
I can't guarantee when the upcoming parts will come out. Do be patient with me hehe. How you enjoy the first 2 parts!
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