(Fun little fact, my Algebra teacher picked Azul's perspective this chapter, just throwing that out there! I was going to do Helios's, but that may have been boring. So shout out to my teacher! Thanks!)
Warning: This chapter contains torture, so if that is a trigger, please do not read. A lot of violence in this short, little chapter, I am sorry! Thank you!
I cock my arm back and swing at the black-clad assassin. His head rears back, and the blood seeping from his nostrils reimburse tenfold. I shake my head at him.
"Who sent you?" I ask, inwardly swearing this is my last time doing so. He gasps blood, and spits it on the floor, baring his teeth at me in a... sad attempt.
I shrug my shoulders, "If you really want me to do this again, you could just ask." But I knew he wouldn't, not when his voice would waver and shake, not when his vulnerability could show. I smile coldly.
"Whatever you want, Darling." I flip my knife and push it up against his jaw, making a small indenture so it would only cut his skin. And I start shredding.
The skin peels, and off of his flesh, it sags. He screams in agony, shaking and convulsing so hard one would think him insane. I continue, despite his shrill screams. His face starts to look like a bloodied mess, and blood spills from his eye sockets and mouth- his teeth bared, each tendon free.
"TELL ME WHO DID IT!" I scream at him, and he whimpers, arching off the chair in pain.
"JOROGUMO!" He screams, and I stop for a moment.
"Say that again?" I ask sweetly. I am a good actor.
"ITS JOROGUMO, YOU BASTARD!" He screams,
I chuckle at his desperate attempts to break free from my ties, but I was in Fae Scouts, so he has no chance. "Now," I continue, dragging my dagger across the bare, steaming flesh of his face, cutting off the last tendon and he screams. "was that so hard?"
And then I drag my dagger across his neck, and his blood spurts out at me, covering me from my head to my toes.
I gag.
Disgusting.
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Sorry for the short, disturbing chapter I have been going through kind of a tough time lately, I want to start a podcast though! So maybe on a later chapter I will mention that. Maybe. But stay tuned! I just wanted to tell you guys how much I appreciate your guys's support, when you vote and read, and really anything. We have gone very far together, and I love you all for it! I hope you all have a great day, and no matter who you are, where you are, I am proud of you. You are still alive and that is more than what I can say for many others unfortunately. I am proud. Good job.
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Fantasy"You wish, Ea. I surmount you in all things," I wink, then whisper. "Bottom." Ea chuckles dryly. "We'll see, Viviendel, what you call me later." -*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* In a world where immortal feuds hold more power than a ruling monarch, a Queen dies w...
