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The Tyrant's gaze rose to see a shadow that shouldn't be there. When he saw her he was suddenly strangled in the neck. "It's all your fault!!. You played with the demon inside me. It is not fucking dead, it was just sleeping, you god-damned asshole!!."

He was choking and having a hard time to breath. Regan struggled but her grip on his neck was too tight. He sees her devilish stare at him and smiles at him mischievously. "L-let me g-go" he uttered weakly but her grip on him became even tighter. His eyesight had darkened and he seemed to be out of breath.

Suddenly he woke up and caught his breath. He took a deep breath while holding her neck.

"Looks like you're having a nightmare," Suddenly someone spoke outside his cell and when he looked at it he saw Agatha. "Am I killing you in your dream?!— you're screaming my name and it was like hellish but a beautiful melody in my ears."

The Tyrant stared sharply at Agatha then stood up "Why are you here? My dear" Regan said raillery.

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