Darker Than Black
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Last published Sat, Nov 9, 2024
She left me burning at the altar beneath the hate of a thousand suns, taking the fragments of my shattered heart with her.
That kind of betrayal lingers, doesn't it? It can feel all-consuming, transforming pain into a relentless drive. Now that I am restored back to my former glory and more powerful than ever, I will hunt her down and drag her straight to hell if I have to.
"Pathetic little creature," he breathed, fresh blood spilling down his chin, a twisted smile spreading across his face. His black eyes bored into the windows of her soul as his callused fingers curled around her neck, tightening just enough to send a shiver through her body.
"Soon you will feel my hate and suffer as I have suffered," he whispered, a venomous promise hanging heavy in the air.
The atmosphere crackled with tension, a palpable mix of rage and vengeance. It was as if time had slowed. He could see the fear flickering in her eyes, a reflection of the power imbalance that had shifted dramatically since their last encounter.
"Do you remember the way you left me?" he continued, his voice a dark melody. "Do you remember how it felt to have everything ripped away? I will make sure you know that pain intimately."
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