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No one believed her, nobody ever did. But itching through her skin were the very words she despised.
Death is coming.
Every time she uttered those three words, people merely stared at her, raising an eyebrow and looked at her in contempt. They deemed her as a crazy young girl who seems to be incapable of great things aside from screaming her lungs out.
Death is coming.
Death was on his way, ready to plunge the world in darkness. Once he arrives, he will show no mercy.
Death is coming.
And with the vision of a young handsome man with jet black hair, same as of his soul, and steel blue eyes, his lips curved into a devious smirk.
Death is coming.
He shall bring demise and obliterate the whole wizarding world and revel in the cries of pain and torture.
Death has arrived.
And he surely comes in a ravishing form.
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ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ sʜᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ, ʙᴏᴛʜ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴘʀᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴄᴏʟʟᴀᴘsɪɴɢ, ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴄᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʜᴜɴɢʀʏ ғᴏʀ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ. • • She could see every detail of his gorgeous green eyes. "You are something else Care. And I'm curious about you. How did you messed your soul up this much? How did you broke your soul?" he whispered in her ear. Shivers run through her body. His cold hands were touching her. She was disgusted by this man, but hey, she wasn't doing anything. She was curious about him too. She wanted to understand why this man was interested in him. She had curiosity growing in her.
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