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(Note:The picture is of Lord Lynch Cayce Blood. I know it's haaat as the deepest pit of hell!)
"Father, I won't ...........I...I can't".
"Very well then".
He looked me in the eye with a nasty trickster of a smile .In the entire black of his eyes , I saw molten dancing viciously.
"Please don't......Blood don't let him......"
"Very well then" he spoke again.
"Jace......you leave me with no choice"
My eyes flicked open as I inhaled deeply and then expired softly as I caught up it was just a dream. Extreme anguish exhausting me every night to the fullest, when I would always have the same dream and would not even remember half of it upon waking up.
Over the ruthless thunder and bare silver lightening I heard urgent knocking. I fell back as I was lashed when I opened the door , not even able to touch the sizzling soaring scar it created.
"Lord Lynch Cayce Blood demands your presence sir. I was ordered to injure you if you'd appear half dressed," He waited for me to catch up to whatever he was saying.
"You were supposed to be down there, on the cemented training yard fifteen minutes ago ........" , he trailed off. I recovered from the hit , actually no I didn't . Getting up on my feet hurt like a freaking fatherfucker . The servant had his face composed but I could see pity , pity for me. I felt belittled and honestly, I felt tired.
"You know the consequences well enough yourself sir." He left after saying that.
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"Apologize to me now!!", he shouted in my face as I was breathless on my knees and my palms connected with the cemented ground supporting my torso.
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Mystery / ThrillerDemoncia (demonic world) ceased to exist like it once used to.The barricaded borders of demoncia tied tight and strict , with its impure, sinister air filled with tension of the incident everyone grieved. Jace Cayce Blood, beaten , bruised and brok...
