Claimed by the Midnight Alpha
The rift flared, the Goddess’s howl growing louder.
The Daughter laughed, vanishing into the shadows.
“The Abyss welcomes him.”
Aria’s tears fell, her hands on Kael's chest, his blood soaking her.
The rift pulsed, crimson light swallowing the room, the Goddess’s voice echoing: “One must fall.”
Aria held Kael, her love, a fading flame against the Abyss’s hunger.
The Goddess was waking, and Kael’s life was slipping away.
The Daughter had struck, and the rift roared, ready to unleash its prisoner.
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