Dalri'kirin (Corrupted Souls Series)

Death, a graceful end in which you're holding onto the hands of your loved ones. Their tear ducts overflowing with salted liquid that trails down the cheeks at an angle before cascading off their chins to meet their end on the stone bricked floor.

On the other hand... when the beings' life is nothing but a wasteful existence as they take it for granted. No matter the species, they fight, they mess and they throw it away like it's a piece of uneaten meat that not even the dogs will consume.

It pisses me off.

Not only do they throw it away, but due to the pathetic excuse, they aren't able to see their loved ones' before fading into the never-ending abyss that I like to call, their own personal hell.

Where their regrets of wretched lives will triumph over any logical thought.

However...

Their souls will forever be in my grasp before his.

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All characters and storyline are my own. No stealing.

This story isn't going to be nice, polite and every chapter a happy ending. There will be scenes of mature content with dark scenes. You have been warned.