Chapter Twenty Two

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The sword still on Darrell's hands, and slightly above his head. Sweat formed on his forehead, then he lowered the sword down with both of his hands, his face reflects on the glass metal blade, as it goes down to his abdomen, Darrell stabs himself and instantly pulled it out of his stomach, blood covered the tip of the sharp blade as it spills all over the ground. Head spinning and he falls down on the ground lying on the pool of his own blood.

All these actions were all happening in Darrell's head as the reflection in the mirror keeps on telling Darrell. "Do it, Darrell, end it and you will be free,"

Darrell still with the sword in his hands decides to practicalize what he had just seen and he lowers the sword slowly down to his abdomen and immediately Darrell's mother appeared in front of him and held the tip of the sword before it pen