Divina: The Omega's Awakening
Suddenly, a dark, heavy rumble echoed inside my head.
Onyx, who had been sulking in the darkest, most pathetic corner of my skull for two straight days, finally opened his mouth to speak.
"You are a fucking moron," Onyx snarled, his voice dripping with absolute disgust.
I wiped a layer of sweat off my forehead with the back of my arm. "Shut up, Onyx."
"A moron," my beast repeated, louder this time. "Is this what you saw in those stupid YouTube videos? Is this the great culinary masterclass you were boasting about?"