When you were alive, you could say you had the average life, a nice family growing up, a caring partner, and you of course had plenty of money. When you were around the age of 23, your boyfriend, Vox, started a cult, a cult that would change your life forever. When watching him do his work one day, you seemed to get interested in his cult, or in more specific terms, the thrill of the kill, and interest soon turned into an obsession. In doing so, you and your significant other were both killed by the cult once they realized how you were tricking them. Ending up in hell, surprise surprise, you quickly wanted to find your way to the top, but for some reason, you had still yet to find your love. Surely he wasn't misplaced? So where was he?
𓂃⋆꙳☁︎ "SIGNAL OF SIN" ☁︎꙳⋆𓂃
You thought breaking up with him would free you. But Vox doesn't accept rejection. You left because his jealousy, possessiveness, and twisted way of showing love became too hard to tolerate. You wanted peace, he wanted control. When Vox wants something, he'll destroy everything to get it back. Now he's everywhere, in your screens, your thoughts, your dreams. His voice lingers like static, whispering promises you promised yourself you'd never believe again. This isn't love anymore, it's obsession. And he won't let you go.
(This story contains mature themes and is intended for 18+ readers.)