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Book 8⌇39. Blessing

Chapter 39 ∣  Blessing

*Crossover*

The Omen's Key

(The Blood Magic Series)

The Omen's Key can be found on the account: @DarkR0se5

-Micah

I failed to attempt to understand the feelings of others in certain situations. I came off as a wise man, yes, but that was because I kept to myself and I put myself in their shoes only to see how I'd react. I was guilty of judging another's emotional breakdown as a cry for attention.

I was wrong.

I met her, I fell for her and I realized...I was very wrong.

The midday screams and cries while Cayden slept wasn't her way of trying to get Rayne to watch her.

No...her midday screams and cries, while she slept, was a reaction of her subconscious restlessly reminding her that the world hated her.

The missing ink on the inner part of Celestia's forearm was not missing because she tried to forget or ignore the wrongs she had done.

The missing ink on the inner part of Celestia's forearm is missing because her skin was already marked by the blades that laid on her nightstand. It was marked and still, though she did a fine job of hiding it, they continued to mark her on a daily basis because...she had been abused her entire life until she met Rayne. She cut because...it was a relief from the disgust and pain she felt inside; it was a substitute: physical pain for emotional pain.

The raging screams and violent outbursts that Everett unleashed in the deepest parts of the dungeon were not out of lack to control his emotions.

The raging screams and violent outbursts that Everett unleashed in the deepest parts of the dungeon were based on his wise decision not to go out and deal with the despicable craving we all carried inside.

The cries and anger of my little light are not out of a lack of attention or lack of love.

The cries and anger of my little light are out of deep pain and hard regret.

I understood her deep pain. I understood her hard regret. Her mother was killed, and...she never said goodbye. I wanted nothing more than to take her pain away and I'd admit, I did consider making her forget that she never said goodbye just as Rayne made Cayden forget what she'd done to save her from the pain ahead, but I couldn't do it. The thought of invading and messing with the mind of the one I love, alone, made me sick.

And after she fell into my arms and drifted away into a state of rest, a part of me wanted so much to know what she felt. I wanted to know what it was like to have lost my mother the way she had, not because of some sick desire to feel pain, but because I wanted to know how I could help her get through her loss. Unfortunately, there were just some things that I would never understand. My mother died, but she died because I wanted to see her dead.

No, I didn't feel any kind of...grief for her loss. I was happy that she was gone. My mother never did anything bad to me, I was just angry. I was angry because she didn't allow me to satisfy my cravings.

Now...I regretted everything.

She did the things that she had to in order to attempt to prevent me from becoming the monster that I am. Now, I knew she'd be devastated to know that I had become a prime symbol of everything she stood against.