Prologue

Prologue

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As the voice whispered into my ears alluring me to hear more.. Knowingly that it will only break me in the END. "What if one day you found yourself that you are Cinderella BUT the shoe doesn't even fit to your foot, the sleeping beauty BUT can't even sleep well. The missing repunzel YET you're hair are as average like others" It's painful to ask more than you're fate, yet destiny already arranged everything what will happen next. Would you ask for more? Would you rather be the second character? If you're already bound to be the damsel in distress and eventually you are just nothing more like THE EXTRA CHARACTER. (WARNING some parts are for OPEN MINDED and MATURED ENOUGH when it comes from receiving sensitive content)
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#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.

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