Divine Chaos

Chapter 28 - Unholy

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Chapter 28

The Cobalt Isles

The day I came to surface was a dark one. The headaches had been splitting my head for days, I spent hours in my bed loaded up on painkillers, but nothing seemed to help.

I had no idea what had brought on the immense pain in my body, like I was burning up inside, a darkness was consuming me, scorching and scalding every inch of my body.

Before all of this happened, I'd like to think I was a peaceful girl. I spent most of my spare time in the art room, working on new designs for the tattoo parlour I managed to score an internship at. Everything was normal, everything was going perfect.

Then, after days of pain, I awoke, and I wasn't myself anymore.

I knew something had happened when I accidentally slit my hand on a craft knife when I was cutting out one of my designs. A tiny drop of blood pooled around the wound, before it resealed and became a silvery scar in seconds. A couple of minutes later any evidence of a wound that would have lasted for weeks was gone.

I wasn't the same girl anymore.

The transformation into my true form started slowly at first. In the beginning, I didn't know exactly what was happening. But slowly, I began to find joy in things that I shouldn't.

When my best friend couldn't find her pencil before a class test, I found myself smiling at the thought of her internal struggle.

When someone got a bad mark on a test, I couldn't help but snigger.

When a girl fractured her arm at sports practice, I got a rush of instant satisfaction.

I had no idea what was happening, I'd never felt this way about anything before.

I began to search for ways to get this pleasure, this joy at seeing others in pain. The smile that lit up my face when two friends fell out.

I started to hide things from my classmates, to spread rumours behind the backs of my friends, it escalated quickly after that and I found myself breaking up my best friend's relationship by making out with her boyfriend at a party.

It wasn't long before I found myself hungry for more, I revelled in others pain, I craved chaos.

And when I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't recognise myself anymore. I was too plain, and my soul wasn't satisfied.

I took a craft knife to my long blonde hair, slicing it into a severe cut that fell above my shoulders. I started to line my green eyes with a heavy coal eye pencil. Then, one afternoon at the tattoo parlour, I asked my co-worker to ink one of my best designs on my shoulder.

The design was simple, a straight black line with two thin crescents on either side of it. It was a symbol I'd seen in my dreams, I felt a strange connection towards it.

Once the tattoo was complete, I finally felt like myself. And after some research, I realise what had happened.

I, Raven Sparks...was Eris. The Goddess of chaos, strife and discord.