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MIRRORED REALITIES
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ALASTOR'S POV
As I slumped behind my desk, surrounded by scattered papers and books, the haunting memory of Y/N's blood's intoxicating taste tormented me. My brow furrowed, lips trembling with restrained longing. The pulsing power that your blood brought to me was of no jest, it was an exhilarating feeling that i'd gladly beg to have one more time. Dim candlelight cast eerie shadows on the walls, like skeletal fingers reaching out. The air was heavy with tension.
My shadow, once a mirror of my cheer, now loomed on the couch, its voice laced with foreboding. "You sense it, don't you? The darkness Y/N conceals? The secrets she guards?"
I clenched my jaw, silence my only response. My shadow's growl intensified.
I can understand what my shadow feels.
Frustration.
Irritation.
It was a foreign feeling that left me helpless. To think that you'd have a secret so big that you'd choose to hide it fearfully from me. I felt sick..
oh, Mon Amour...i really don't like this..
"Face it! Her secrets simmer beneath the surface, threatening to engulf us. You're blinded by obsession, deaf to warnings." Shadows danced wildly as lights flickered, casting ominous glows.
My shadow's voice rang on my ears like a never ending echo, leaving my heart racing, I felt suffocated. The air thickened, heavy with foreboding. "Her blood," my shadow hissed, "holds unfathomable soul power. A siren's call to demons, beckoning chaos." The words boomed through my mind like a dark mantra.
My eyes snapped open, horror gripping me. "I'd never harm her!" I protested, trembling. Sweat dripped down my spine.
My shadow hovered closer, its presence suffocating. "One misstep, and she's lost forever. Public injury would unleash a maelstrom. Demons, Angels, and maybe even Humans or worst? a God—all will covet her. Her blood will ignite war—No, her Soul will ignite a war."
I leapt up, panic and possession fueling my rage. "Mine!" I snarled, luminescent green light engulfing the room. "No one claims her but me!" A shattered bookshelf echoed my fury, sending papers scattering.
“You felt how powerful her soul is! can you burn the world if that's what it takes?!”
“The World can shatter or turn to dust for all i care!” I slammed my claws on my desk, searing green light shattered it into dust along with the scattered documents.
Breathing heavily, I paced, calming the storm within. My shadow watched, its presence haunting. Silence was oppressive, punctuated by ragged breathing.
"Protect her," I whispered, "at all costs. Hide her from prying eyes, shield her from darkness. Keep her safe..." Determination fueled my resolve.
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PSYCHOPATHIC || ALASTOR x FEM READER
FanfictionYou were pretty hopeless as you lay on the dark green grass, as you see your own blood probably pooling beneath your body.. Pretty much deserved all of this, since you just tried to mimic that one TV show character you were so onto about and got sec...
