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As Rebecca's silhouette vanished into the shadows, the red dots on my chest flickered like a countdown to my doom. My mind raced, desperate and cornered. There was only one option left—one that could save me or damn me forever. I had to make a deal with the devil. The only question was... would the devil take it?

Though neither of them said a word, they understood each other perfectly. The video continued playing. Bastian sneered hoarsely, “Enough? How could it ever be enough? When you all tried to kill me, nail me into a coffin and bury me alive, did you ever think there’d come a day like this?!” Luther’s face was pale, his chest heaving. “You’re beyond redemption!” Bastian roared, “Yes! I am beyond redemption. So what?! That’s just the kind of person I am! I’m evil, right? You’re the good ones? But look at this… good people? Hahahahaha! I killed them all!”

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His desire for her was like a ravenous beast, voracious and relentless that cared nothing for right or wrong. The consequences be damned. The world be damned. His morals be damned. He wanted her, truly, madly, insatiably. She's like a drug he's hopelessly addicted to.

I muttered, mostly to myself, as I reached over to take his hand in mine. “The demon I fought in my past had no conscience. I believe there is more room for good and evil to interchange in our world. But demons are not of our world, and they do not play by our rules. Think of it this way,” Grandma Rosie said, eyeing each of us in turn, “there is balance in everything, a firm, solid dichotomy. Black and white, dark and light, above and below, and so on. Our world is truly split, like the yin and the yang. Even within humanity the lines between good and evil are so skewed that, should a compass of morality truly exist, it wouldn’t know which way to point its own needle.

Faced with my coldness, he could only stand there, looking helpless. His hand, suspended in midair, slowly dropped. He let out a bitter laugh and said, "I was asking for too much. Sorry about that. I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I guess it's my turn now." My heart skipped a beat. Out of instinct, I warned him, "Don't talk about life and death like that." Edward gave a bitter smile to me before leaving. I took a deep breath as I watched him go. Then, I shut the door and collapsed onto the floor, feeling drained.

I ask urgently. “When the day comes that you yield to the woman with hair as dark as night, lips the shade of cherry and skin like milk; when you allow her evil to bleed within you… pay heed, for then, shall you bring doom to the world.” He says, I can see the layer of sweat on his forehead as he struggles, his eyes flickering from green-gold to red. My heart clenches at his words. Evil. Am I evil? I don’t know what to make of that. I refuse to believe that I am… what have I done that is so wrong - that makes me evil?

"For sometime, everything was blank. Just blank. Literally felt life less. It was like this for a while. This was until I began to see myself in a dark room. It was terrible at first, as I kept having nightmares about the accident. And some other stuffs I barely recall. God, it felt like hell. Reliving that terrible event every minute of the day. I wanted to run mad. Just went I thought I was at the verge of losing it, it suddenly just. . . stopped. I stopped having those nightmares and started hearing voices. I am pretty sure that deep husky voice was Nicolás'." He chortled. "I did not feel lonely anymore. You know, it felt like they were with me. My family. It was not dark anymore. Just pl

I excused my self and went away from their. Almost 10 o'clock my shift was over but the party was on it's full mode. After all it's a success party of a Billionaire. My working hours was over and now I am heading towards my home to take a rest from this hectic day. I hope today Dad don't create any Nuisance for heaven's shake. To be continued....... A/P "Evil is the moment when I lack the strength to be true to the Good that compels me." -Alain Badiou.