•CHAPTER 1•

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Third Person's POV

In the bustling city of Ardentia, the sun hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the cobblestone streets.

The aroma of freshly baked bread wafted through the air as the townspeople went about their daily routines.

It was a place known for its vibrant marketplaces and a sense of community that was cherished by all who lived there.

However, within this idyllic facade, a dark secret brewed.

Krizzia, a bright-eyed and vivacious young woman, had always considered herself fortunate to have a close-knit group of friends. They were like family to her, sharing secrets, dreams, and countless memories.

But little did she know that this very bond would soon lead to her tragic downfall.

One fateful evening, Krizzia had been invited to a gathering at her friend Elena's house.

Excitement coursed through her veins as she made her way to the rendezvous, clutching a bouquet of flowers as a gift.

The girls had been friends since childhood, and this get-together was meant to celebrate their enduring friendship.

As Krizzia entered Elena's home, she was greeted with smiles and laughter.

The cozy living room was adorned with colorful decorations, a testament to the joy they had shared throughout the years.

The evening began like any other, with animated conversations and joyful banter.

However, as the night wore on, a sinister change began to creep into the atmosphere.

Krizzia couldn't ignore the uneasy glances and whispered conversations that unfolded around her.

She watched as her friends, whom she trusted with all her heart, seemed to withdraw into a shadowy world of deceit. In the corner of the room, she spotted a mysterious cat, its emerald eyes fixated on her.

Little did she know that this cat would be the harbinger of a supernatural twist to her tale.

As the night grew darker, Krizzia found herself feeling increasingly isolated.

The once-friendly faces that surrounded her now appeared distorted and menacing.

Amidst the heart-wrenching scene, the sinister undertones took a more tangible form. 

Unbeknownst to Krizzia, her friends had plotted her demise. 

The once joyous gathering had turned into a dark ritual, hidden beneath the facade of camaraderie.

With trembling lips and tears welling up in her eyes, she finally asked,

"What's going on, my friends?"

Elena, her closest friend, stepped forward, her expression cold and unfeeling.

"Krizzia," she began, her voice devoid of any warmth,

"we have decided that you're no longer welcome in our circle."

One by one, Krizzia's friends surreptitiously added a tasteless, odorless poison to her drink, the venom of betrayal mixed with lethal concoctions. 

The glasses clinked in a facade of celebration, hiding the malevolence that coursed through their veins.

As Krizzia sipped from her tainted cup, the poison silently worked its way into her system. 

The vibrant hues of the room blurred into a sinister palette as the toxic elixir took effect. 

Her friends, now co-conspirators in this macabre play, observed with cold detachment as the poison claimed its victim.

Krizzia's once lively eyes dimmed, her vivacious spirit extinguished by the treachery of those she considered family. 

The bouquet of flowers, once a symbol of friendship, now served as a bitter reminder of the betrayal that had unfolded.

In her final moments, Krizzia's gaze met the emerald eyes of the mysterious cat, its supernatural glow bearing witness to the malevolent act that had transpired. 

The room, once filled with laughter and camaraderie, now echoed with the haunting silence of guilt and deceit. 

The city of Ardentia, unaware of the tragedy that had unfolded within its midst, continued its daily routines as shadows cast by the setting sun concealed the darkness that lurked beneath the surface.

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