034 - 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬

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tw: manipulation, mentions of abuse

You stormed into The Tsaritsa's throne room in confusion and frustration, blood staining your skin and clothes

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You stormed into The Tsaritsa's throne room in confusion and frustration, blood staining your skin and clothes.

"What the fuck?!" You furrowed your eyebrows.

She chuckled, "Looks like somebody had fun. I told you to give a speech, why are you covered in blood?"

"Uhm, that doesn't matter right now but, when did I massacre a village?"

"Oh. So you found out. Well you see, many millennia ago.. you weren't in the best place, let's just say." She smirked, remembering the past.

"My favourite little doll! Y/n, you'd do your dear archon a favour, wouldn't you?" She smiled, masking her sinister smirk.

"Yes my lord, what is it that you would like me to do." You we're on your knees in front of the archon.

"There's a cute little village nearby, you'd visit it for me, wouldn't you? Just to send.. a message." She chuckled.

"Of course, what would you like me to say?" You tilted your head slightly, feeling important because you were having to deliver a message from the Tsaritsa herself.

"Kill them."

"What?" You raised your eyebrows.

"You heard me."

"Huh?!"

"Am I speaking a foreign language? I said kill them all. Every single one of them, make sure that nobody survives."

"But.. I can't kill hundreds of people.. for no reason as well, I'm sorry my lord but I just cannot do this..."

"Y/n, seriously. After all I have done for you, you won't do this little favour for me? Wow. I thought you were different from the rest. After everything.. you still deny my requests." She sighed, putting on a frown to manipulate you into doing it.

"I can't though... that's like 400 people, I can't do it."

The archon grabbed you by your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes before saying, "You are going to kill them all, and your going to show no mercy."

After that, you felt as if you were unable to control your own body. You nodded, your legs moving without your consent out of the palace and towards the village.

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