The Cruel Empire
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She was everything. His sanity. His escape. His fucking life. Without her, the world bled into madness; with her, it burned in colors he never thought he could see. She wasn't just a part of him-she was him. The blood in his veins, the rhythm of his heart, the one truth in a universe built on lies.
He would worship the ground her feet touched, his devotion deeper than prayer, holier than religion. For her, he would betray kings and crown himself a monster. He would turn the world inside out, make the sky bleed, tear down every soul who dared to stand between them. She was his salvation and his destruction, the one obsession that consumed him whole.
And still... she ran. Knowing his hunger. Knowing he breathed her name like oxygen. Knowing he would chase her, hunt her, burn the earth raw until she was in his arms again. She ran-thinking she could hide, thinking she could escape the chains of fate.
But there was no escape from him. She was his. His to love, his to break, his to worship, his to ruin. When he found her-and he would-she would never leave again.
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