Immortal

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"I am not saying this war will go on forever, all I am saying is that it will not be won so easily, we both know that my brother." The beautiful blonde woman confronts her brother, telling him of the war and what shall happen. "Raven, we must put our differences aside so we can fight them. Our father wanted this." She states, walking towards her brother.

"Our father?! He slept with another woman besides mother, how can you say he is 'our' father. If anything, he is only yours." Raven shoots back, taking Ayla by surprise.

"Is that truly what you think, my brother?! How can you tell that we are not siblings?" Ayla asks Raven, begging her brother to say they are siblings.

"You hide it so well, my sister...you want people to think that you are the offspring of a 'pure relation' but truly you are a daughter of a whore!" Raven yells back, taking out his sword.

"then that makes you the son of a Fallen Man." Ayla whispers, tears forming in her eyes. "I may be the offspring of a whore, but you are the offspring of a Fallen! Why did the gods even choose you to be the prince?! I should be in your place, not in a whole different city! Do you KNOW what they did, my brother?! They raped so many, I was a victim! This is your so called 'empire'? It is just DUST!" Ayla yells, not taking anymore. She pulls out her sword, and rams it into her brother's heart. 

Guards come and gather around her, about to catch her but not able to.

She puts on his crown as the guards slowly walk away and walks towards the throne, sitting down.

The crown tells of the strong, and all must obey the ones chosen. 

"Guards, take this body away from me, and bring me his son." Ayla yells, the darkness taking over her. "I want every Ainstasia to die by my hands."

"But...that means we must also kill you!" one the guards say, getting a bit closer.

"I know that, and I accept it...Because I am Already Rotting Inside." Ayla says, looking at the mark on her hand.

A black and red rose, with many thorns