I'm a loner, bullied girl at school. I live alone ever since my parents passed away after my birth. My name is (Y/N) or also known as the 'Claimer', but that's a secret for later.
I claimed your death, Ever since your last breathe
(I don't own t...
'W-what...? Who is that..?,' I groaned as a terrible head ache throbbed within my mind, it hurt so badly to move or even think of anything. Waiting for the pain to subside, I kept quiet and relaxed every part of my being for my sake to get rid of the head ache.
It only took a few moments before the pain went away, a wave of releif washing over my still limp frame as I sighed a bit. A strange sensation lingered on my calf, squirming around like a snake with it's prey before suffocating it. At first, I ignored that feeling for a while but a few moments later, it pressed harder against my covered skin.
My body was beginning to tremble in fear of what might be crawling up my leg, a snake? Centipede? The more I thought about it, the more fear crawled up my spine and left my mouth in cold puffs. 'Is this how I die...?' The thought of death didn't seem so bad but at the same time, its not really the best thing to think about either.
'(Y/N)....'
I heard a deep male voice echoed in my mind, the sensation trailing higher with every breath I make.
'Open your eyes my dearest...'
Having the full knowledge to not listen to strangers of any sorts, my eyes kept closed in defiance. If I'm going to die at such a young age and time, at least I won't be fueled by anger for revenge once I see my murder's face. I would despise myself for eternity if that ever happened, anger is not the best emotion to die with and become a vengeful soul.
'Don't make this difficult for us both my dearest..'
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