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Chapter 75
Elika was deserted, alone in the darkness. Her whole frame trembling as she stood, desperately searching the eerie black room; praying that there would be someone to appear and help her. Someone who could save her from her never ending fate. The fate the creator had so savagely forced upon her. She repeatedly glanced in every direction; paranoid of what she suspected would come to her in the endless blackness, petrified that it would be the creature of her nightmares. The one thing she feared above all else. The thing that always won. Sending her back into the pits of fire where she was deemed to belong. The walls seemed to close in around her, appearing so lively that something might reach out and take a hold of her; dragging her back down into the pits of hell. The immortal princess gasped, her legs quaking in fear and apprehension, now barely able to sustain their own weight against the darkness.
The distant sobbing wails of her family assaulted her ears, pushing Eli
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