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"Something feels different. This is ain't the same Villain I fought before. No, something have changed... Who are you?"
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In this book, is a Reader Insert fanfic. Reader...
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In the swirling depths of Y/N's mind, a dark and melancholy scene unfolded, a twisted reflection of her broken soul.
The waters were inky and black, churning with the shadows of her despair, as a sickly green light struggled to pierce the gloom.
The illumination cast eerie, dancing shadows on the walls of her mental prison, the brightness and the darkness locked in an eternal battle for who gets to control the body.
In the center of this underwater hellscape, a figure drifted, limp and lifeless, her once vibrant H/c hair billowing like a dark cloud around her head.
Y/N's spirit was a specter, a ghostly echo of a human she had once been, now trapped in the abyss of a curse.
Her E/c eyes, once sparkling with laughter and light, were now dull and vacant, staring out into the darkness without truly seeing.
The figure of Y/N drifted lower, the cold, unforgiving water seeping into her skin, chilling her to the spine.
The chill was a mirror to the emptiness she felt inside, the hollow ache that had taken up residence in her chest and showed no signs of ever leaving.
She was a husk, a shell of her old self, adrift in the sea of her own sorrow and despair.
As she sank deeper, the light above her grew fainter, the darkness closing in like a shroud around her soul.
The brightness that had once illuminated her world, the hope and the dreams that had sustained her through the darkest of times, was now nothing more than a distant memory, a fading echo of a life she could no longer recall.
Y/N's mind was a mess, a war zone where the light and the darkness waged a constant war for control.
The brightness was the last vestiges of her humanity, the spark of her lost self that refused to be extinguished, no matter how hard she tried to snuff it out.
The darkness was the demonic taint, the curse that sought to consume her, to drag her down into the abyss and never let her go.
As she drifted in the gloom, Y/N couldn't help but wonder if this was her fate, her.end.
To be forever trapped between two worlds, neither fully human nor demon, but something in between - a creature of darkness and light, forever torn asunder by the war within her own mind.
And so she sank deeper, the darkness claiming her, the cold water seeping into her bones as the last of the light faded away.
In the end, there will be only the darkness, only the void, and the knowledge that she would be forever lost, forever damned to drift in the abyss of the unknown.
