“ There are ones who enjoy making others suffer, sadist as we call them.
And then there are those.
The ones who just watch you burn, doing nothing to help. And once you have given up?
They come to collect the ashes.
The demon.
That's what they call him.”
….
The air was suffocating, thick with invisible chains that seemed to pull me back with every step. My lungs screamed in protest as I sprinted through the grand, endless halls of the castle.
My footing faltered, my heart lurching as I glanced down.
Damn it!
The sole of my shoe had split, flapping uselessly against the cold marble. I kicked them off, abandoning them in my desperation, and continued to run.
My bare feet slapped against the unforgiving floor, every step echoing in the vast emptiness around me.
Helpless, I skidded to a halt at a dead end, my breath ragged as I slammed my fists against the wall.
What the hell is this place? A goddamn maze?
My frantic eyes darted around, searching for
