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The smell of blood mixed with decay hit him like a wave, making him frown involuntarily. His face paled when he saw the dark red chunks of flesh mixed with bits of bones in the bag, hands trembling as he gripped the bag. "This…they're truly monsters!" Zack said, his tone filled with pity. After putting on gloves, he carefully took all the chunks of flesh and bits of bones out of the bag. "This is just too cruel!" Zack's eyes reddened, looking beyond enraged. Seeing him like this, I suddenly recalled how, three years ago, his eyes were just as red in anger—all because I was kneeling at the door, begging him not to kick me out.

TRIGGER WARNING !!! [This chapter contains themes of violence, asphyxiation, murder, and death in a graphic and intense manner. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are sensitive to these kind of scenes, please proceed with caution. Your well-being matters, so if this content is distressing, feel free to skip or take breaks as needed.] Chapter 67: Wiped Out

And curiosity, in my world, always ended in blood. END OF CHAPTER 1

she whispered, weakly pressing her face against my arm. "I am here. I will not let you go," I said, burying my face in her neck. Her scent was still there, pine and rain, but the spicy warmth that had once enchanted me was gone. As time passed, Corin’s condition did not improve. The pain came in waves. Sometimes her body stiffened in my arms, her nails digging into my skin as she tried to stifle cries of agony. Her muscles spasmed, as if her own body was punishing her for spending all of her magic.

I roared, and this time, I didn't reach for the fire or the key. I reached for the Rejection. I funneled the entirety of the Ninety-Five Chapters of Filth, Blood, and Failure into my own throat. I remembered the smell of the Abyss's rot. I remembered the taste of the dirt in the square. I remembered the raw, agonizing scream of the Nineteenth Cycle’s end. I didn't try to be beautiful. I Bled. I bit my own lip until the copper-red blood ran down my chin, staining the flawless white quartz floor. I took my fingernails and raked them across my own arms, reopening the scars that the layer was trying to heal.

Chapter 24 – The Breaking Storm The air itself seemed to rupture. The tremor began in Lucien’s chest, deep and violent, a convulsion that rippled outward until the very ground obeyed his torment. His body arched against the pull of forces too vast to cage. The mark carved along his arm flared white-hot, a brand of molten fire searing through skin and bone. Shadows exploded from him in jagged arcs, clawing the battlefield apart as though reality itself were being ripped open.

Chapter 47 is the POSSESSION chapter and it's going to be INTENSE! END OF CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

Ugh! End of chapter 64

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