𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹 || sebastian michaelis x reader

『Chapter 3』

Honestly, I cringed so hard while reading this. Like 'God I wrote this?!'
Also, I'm changing the perspective until I feel like it should be in first-person.

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You tossed and turned through the night, sweat beads sliding down your forehead as a nightmare occurred.

"Please..." Clutching onto the covers as you took in short, shaky breaths.

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You couldn't do anything, you wished you could. You were scared you would lose control. Your master, Rowthorn, kept throwing tantrums at you as you ignored his shoutings.

You stared at him with dead eyes, tired of all the bickering. "Are you listening to me?!" At one moment, he raised his hand in the air, swung it across your face like he always did. But this time, you gripped his wrist before he could even reach your face. You stared at him, tightening your grip on his wrist.

"Let go of me!" He shrieked. You scowled at him, thinking you had enough of his fit. "Enough!" Twisting his arm, you heard a crack as he screamed out in pain before he fell to the floor. He held his arm, crawling away from you as his wife made her way to him.

"What have you done?!" The wife said, standing up from her seat. Your hand twitched as you let out a short laugh. You look up to them, a sinister smile on your lips.

"Do you know how much I hate nobles?" You felt yourself changing as black auras started to emerge from you. Your fingernails turned black as strands of your hair glowed red, black strips on your face.

You tried to fight back, but you couldn't outlast. You let your inner demons take control.

"Pathetic... I thought you said you can do anything." You walked up to them, pulling up Rowthorn's collar, lifting him in the air. "You're not innocent... But I'll take you." But then you looked down at his wife, tears on her face as you tilted your head. "Oh, how cute..."

You turned back to the man you held, a smirk on your face. "I'll see you in hell." With that, you crushed his head with your hand, as simple as that. Your eyes glowed bright red as you devoured his soul, feeling restored. You dropped his lifeless body as his wife screamed to her lungs.

"Not bad..." You smirked, facing the wife. She trembled, snatching a knife and pointing at you. The action used you to laugh. "Try me..."

You walked over to the nearby candle-stand, hovering your hand above it. "Would've been a shame if something would happen to this elegant mansion of yours." Clasping your fist,  you burst the fire out, spreading it to the whole room. They reached the curtains, the ceiling, and everything else that was flammable, making it easy for the manor to burn down.

Seeing the Mistress's terrified face made you grin as you jumped out the window, leaving her burning to death. After all, you thought they deserved it.

You watched the mansion burn down to ashes from outside with a grin. You could hear the lady screaming for help. Her cry... It reminded you of something.

Hearing her cries, they reminded you of your mother. An immense of pain landed on your head as pictures of your past flashed to you. You held your head, suddenly realizing what had you done. Your grin faded, hands clutching onto your ears in an attempt to suppress the sounds. You bent your body until you let yourself went down to your knees, trying to wipe those memories away. While the tears run down your cheeks, the darkness that was surrounding you evaporated as you felt yourself reverting to your human self.

You put a hand over your mouth, bending over as you then vomited, letting out the contents of your stomach from all the horrid. Panting, you looked back at the burning mansion. "N-no... what have I done?" You saw a black silhouette appeared right ahead of you.

Your breath hitched as you slowly stood back up. The silhouette did not form perfectly, yet you knew who it was. It started to let out a scream as it ran towards you, hands reached out as if they're trying to strangle you.

You staggered backwards as the world around you blurred, turning into black mist. You fell into a black void, voices rang into your ears. Tears streamed down your cheek as you begged for mercy.

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You gasped a breath, jolting up from your sleep. You held your chest, trying to fix your breathing. You woke up just like in your nightmare, strands of redness on your hair, your demon marks appeared on your skin as tears trickled down your cheeks.

You stared at your reflection in the mirror with horror. You covered your face with your hands, curling up into a ball on your bed. You whispered silent pleads, shoving away all your memories.

You could still feel the pain eating you out. Coughing, you get your chest which hurt like hell. You clenched your jaw, trying to outstand the pain. No matter what you do, you couldn't outrun the nightmares.