" And where we go, nobody knows " - Bells; The Unlikely Candidates
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5 Years Later
Stephen sits quietly meditating in his library, his black dog companions quietly sitting by his side as he floats in the air. After five years, he still hasn't forgotten about the succubus. He can't forget about the succubus, especially as her former black dogs sulk around the sanctum; following the sorcerer like the lost puppies that they have become. As the days move by, he continues to be haunted by his guilt. He misses her. He loves her.
The fact that love even became a relative term for either of them is something that hurts him the most. She had loved him back, a succubus, a creature never meant for love; she had experienced the emotion very few times throughout her life. The woman loved him enough that Negan had convinced her to take back her invulnerability and gift it to him in order to save his life. She saved his life. She saved his life, and he betrayed her in the worst way imaginable. Even if she were to ever return, there would be no fixing things, there is no way to fix this. The woman he loves would despise him till the end of time.
Even after five years, that last look she had given him still haunts him from day to day. He's seen rage in her eyes before, but he's never seen a rage like that. The look on her face was a mix of hatred, betrayal, sadness, fear. She was terrified. The moment Stephen allowed Gaia to pull her to her knees, he could feel the overwhelming sense of dread overcome the succubus. It was a nauseating fear, like she knew what fate lay with her in Gaia's hands.
