In My Hands, Know Suffering
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"Didn't you know? The most terrifying monsters in life are the ones who walk among us."
It was never easy living in a fucked up world of uncertainties. But the tides turned upside-down knowing that Castellone Signo had the power in him to control...words. Castellone Signo thought he lived a stereotypical and predictable normal life. Then, he decided to take a stroll one day and saw something that could build up a commotion. Trying to predict the outcome of it, he whispered. No one ever expected that something would hear his call, bringing life to his words. It caused a terrible accident which no one would ever suspect him of doing.
Despite the power in his commands, there was only one person who could evade and counter his words through a demonstrative gesture, a kiss. Abrielle Lecsas was bound to turn him over to the underground institution that sheltered the gifted with unusual abilities.
But none of them could have thought of the outcome the longer they stayed together.
Completed © April 2020
OG Title: Death Sentence
[PG 18+] Contains themes that may be unsuitable for immature audiences.
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