Blade institute: the unseen prophecy

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"No!" Evangeline's scream was a sound of pure despair, a soul-wrenching cry that echoed through the night. Her best friend, the person who had stood by her through everything, was gone, and it was as if a part of her had been ripped away. The world blurred through her tears, but Liam's cold laughter cut through the haze like a knife. "See how serious I am now?" he said, his voice dripping with malice. "I'll kill them all, one by one, until you have no one left. Then you'll be forced to turn, out of sheer loneliness. And I'll be here, waiting."

As if to drive his point home, Liam summoned Sam next, dragging her before Evangeline. Sam was sobbing, her eyes fixed on Ethan's lifeless body. "No... please, no," she whispered, her voice trembling with fear and grief. Evangeline's heart broke all over again as she watched her friend's anguish, but the sight of Sam's tears ignited a fire deep within her. Rage and sorrow mingled into a dark, twisted fury. "You'll pay for this," she hissed, her voice trembling with the force of her emotion.

Liam barely had time to react before Evangeline unleashed everything she had. Shadows and light burst forth from her, a deadly mix of pure energy and dark magic. Liam dodged the initial blast, his smirk faltering for the first time, but Evangeline was relentless. She leaped toward him, shadows propelling her forward, and it was just the two of them, locked in a battle that shook the very foundations of the academy.

The air around them crackled with raw power as Evangeline channeled every ounce of her magic. The darkness enveloped her, twisting around her like a living thing. She could feel the pull of the shadows, the temptation to give in to the darkness that had always lingered at the edge of her consciousness. And she did. With a final, desperate scream, Evangeline surrendered to the shadows. They wrapped around her, lifting her into the air as her body underwent a terrifying transformation.

She floated above the battlefield, her eyes glowing with an unnatural light as dark wings unfurled from her back. The shadows enveloped her completely, and when she landed, it was not as Evangeline, but as something more, something darker. Her presence was suffocating, a force of nature that made even the demons hesitate. Liam's smirk faded entirely as he realized what he had unleashed. "What have you become?" he whispered, a hint of fear creeping into his voice.

But Evangeline no longer cared. She was beyond fear, beyond reason. All that remained was the darkness and the overwhelming need for vengeance. With a voice that was not entirely her own, she spoke, "You wanted me to turn? Then witness what you have created." And with that, she unleashed her full power, the shadows consuming everything in their path as they surged toward Liam. The battle was far from over, but Evangeline was no longer fighting for survival. She was fighting for revenge, and nothing would stand in her way.
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As Evangeline stood in the wake of her transformation, the world around her seemed to bend and warp under the weight of her power. The shadows that had once been mere tools now clung to her like a second skin, moving with her every thought and emotion. Her heart pounded in her chest, not with fear, but with a fierce, unrelenting rage that threatened to consume everything in its path. Liam, who had always been so sure of his dominance, now took a cautious step back, his confidence shaken for the first time. The smirk that had seemed permanently etched on his face wavered as he looked at the creature before him—a creature he had inadvertently unleashed.

"You wanted to see me break, Liam?" Evangeline's voice was cold, devoid of the warmth and light that had once characterized her. It was as if the darkness had seeped into her very soul, leaving behind something unrecognizable. "You wanted to turn me into a monster? Congratulations. You've succeeded."

Liam's eyes narrowed, his black orbs flickering with uncertainty. "You think you can control this power, Evangeline? It will consume you. It always does." But his words lacked the conviction they once had, and Evangeline could sense the fear lurking beneath his bravado. He had pushed her too far, and now he was reaping the consequences.