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Author: Lady Darkness
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-12 13:08:48

Misha's POV

Donn’s wintry eyes rose to meet mine. For the first time, I saw a flicker of something that might have been sympathy. “Remove it? My dear, that’s like asking me to remove a hole from a donut. The hole is the absence. It cannot be removed, only filled.”

“Then fill it!” Damon roared, his control finally snapping.

“With what?” Donn countered, his calm unshaken. “Your power only feeds it. My power would simply legitimize its function and accelerate the process. This weapon was designed with a singular purpose: to erase beings of immense power. Beings like you, Prince Damon. Or you, Keeper Misha.”

The casual way he said it sent a fresh wave of terror through me. That shard had been meant for me. If Damon hadn't moved…

“Please, Donn,” I begged, stepping forward. “He saved my life. There has to be something.”

The Reaper was silent for a long moment, his gaze shifting between Damon’s wound and my stomach. He was the auditor of souls, the final arbiter of life and death. He was loo
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    Damon's POVThe path glowed, then vanished. The whispers grew louder, directed at us now, twisting Misha's words, turning them into taunts. She will fail. Her love will not be enough. She will abandon you for her children. They will be alone."Block them out," Ava commanded, her voice sharp, strained. She pressed her hand against my forehead, her demonic energy, cold and stark, momentarily overriding the insidious whispers. "Focus on Misha. Focus on her strength. Don't let them break her… or you."I closed my eyes, picturing Misha's face, her determined gaze, the fierce love that burned within her. I focused on the faint hum of her creative energy, a vibration I could sense even through the encroaching void. She was fighting. I had to fight too.The void pulsed, hungry, desperate to swallow me whole. But Misha's image, her resolve, was a stubborn barrier against its relentless hunger. I clung to it, to her, to the fragile thread of hope that she embodied.Seconds stretched into an ete

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    Damon's POVMisha's arm immediately went around me, steadying me. "Damon, are you alright?" Her voice was laced with urgent concern."As alright as one can be while being slowly erased from existence," I managed, my voice raspy. The world blurred again, the black static intensifying. The whispers, too, seemed to grow louder, focusing on me. You are weak. You are fading. Let go. Join us. There is peace in the void."It's attacking him," Misha realized, her eyes darting frantically. "The whispers are targeting him, preying on his weakness.""We need to hurry," Ava urged, pulling something small and metallic from her satchel. It was a finely crafted compass, etched with arcane symbols, its needle spinning wildly. "This thing can usually pinpoint any kind of magical anomaly. It's useless here. The whole place is an anomaly."The whispers intensified, weaving into a tapestry of my fears. Misha will mourn you. She will move on. Your children will never know your face. You will be forgotten.

  • Christmas In Hell   Hellfire

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  • Christmas In Hell   The Maw

    Justin sighed, a sound of heavy resignation. "The Maw isn't a destination you just fly to, Ava. It's a dimension unto itself, a pocket of anti-reality. The only way in is through an ancient celestial nexus point, and those are usually guarded by… well, by things that don't like visitors. Especially not a Prince of Hell, a nascent Fate, and an angry half-demon.""Wonderful," Ava drawled, rolling her eyes. "Just when I thought this couldn't get more complicated. So, how do we find this nexus point, and how do we get past its disgruntled caretakers?""There are records," Justin said, his voice now sounding more determined. "In the higher archives. I can access them. But it will take time. And a significant amount of… distraction. They don't just hand out keys to the apocalypse.""You have seventy-two hours, Justin," I managed, the words a struggle. The darkness around the wound intensified, pulling at the air, at my awareness. It felt like I was being stretched thin, like an old photogra

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