Destiny
He roared quite confident of himself
A harsh smile played upon her lips, her sweetness replaced by something venomous and twisted
"Very well!" she said "paplotësimi i kontratës më detyron pretendimin e tij"
Ven roared charging at her, only to find himself sprawled across the floor, clutching his chest in pain, he let out an obscene scream as something deep and ancient marked him, drawing out a piece of his tattered sould and binding it to the goddess's will. When the pain finally stopped, he looked down to find the the word Bound etched in ancient greek across his chest.
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