Evil Always Wins

Evil Always Wins

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The blood ran down his face from his temple and the corner of his mouth, staining his cheek a violent scarlet and matting his hair to his forehead. His grey-blue eyes bore into mine. A devil possessed, hollow smile formed on his lips. I knew he wouldn't die, I'd seen others survive much worse. Still my heart beat faster knowing he was in pain and losing a lot of blood. The sickly smile was frightening. "Evil wins," he told me, "Evil always wins." I stared at him in shock. Did he really believe that? And there he was in my arms, about to lose consciousness for a cause he had no faith in. "Why do you sacrifice yourself if it is all in vain?" I asked. "Because it's worth my life to fight for what is good."
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I ran as fast as I could. " you can't run away from me forever sweetheart, you are mine." He said, " what do you want from me?" I screamed at the top of my voice. I was frightened. "Isn't it obvious by now?" He asked but it was more of a statement. Suddenly, he was in front of me making me stop abruptly. He placed his hand on my face, and his fingers pierced into my skin, drawing out blood, I winced in pain. He brought his face close to mine. "You, I want you, Deva," Following that, he disappeared into thin air. My eyes flew open. My breathing was faster than usual. I had been dreaming. "It's him... Again" I whispered. "He's the one turning my dreams into nightmares." He's been doing this since the day I turned 15. I'm Deva Devona, a 20-year-old princess and the only daughter of Queen Devina. I grew up without the love of a mother. My Mother, Queen Devina, is a very powerful witch whose only worry is her kingdom. She's very powerful so she's feared by many including werewolves, vampires, and demons. Demons... Excluding the man who has been tormenting me in my dreams, even my mother fears him which means whoever he is, he's a mighty being. Little things I could gather of him told me he was indeed a very powerful person. The most powerful person in the world.

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