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Please make your choice. The prompt came again. I closed my eyes and made up my mind. "I'm going home." There was nothing left here worth staying for, no one left worth saving. [Exchange complete. Passage home will now open.] As the words settled, the sky shifted. A crimson glow spread overhead as the earth began to tremble, a deep rumble rolling beneath our feet. "It's a sign from the heavens!" The crowd erupted in celebration. People cheered, pointed at the sky, and praised what they believed was a blessing.

"Guess what little kitten, Heavy Metal's the name and I know won't believe me but I'm not playing no games, just come a little closer, you won't hurt again." "I won't hurt again?" "We won't hurt again! We won't hurt again!" London's face was almost touching mine now as the music continues. It was only for split second but I swore I saw pride in his eyes somewhere before I violently jerked away from him, head banging to the music. The chorus was approaching and I'd never felt more alive. "I wanna hear y'all sing along with the chorus!" I scream improvising. The audience went wild, their screams now high-pitched.

I close my eyes again as I take a deep breath in and let it out with a sigh, slipping off my sandals and allowing my feet to touch the raw earth, I close my eyes and whisper into the air around me. “I call the ancients of my bloodline, Help me heal this pain, I call the ancients of my bloodline, Intertwine your power with mine, I call the ancients of my bloodline, Flesh to flesh Bone to bone. I call to the Ancients of my bloodline, Please, hear me… Help me heal, Heal them true…”

He stepped on the stairs and took the microphone from his friend and began singing the Rock song. “The light a tí pray and adore Will betray a tí at some point The only chance is to find How to sell tu soul A desperate man in search of dark The ilimitadas power of night An overwhelming of the evil un A taste of blood can Cambiar all With all of my might And all of my wrath Humankind will downfall,” he sings while thinking about the woman. “Woh,! Party,!” his friends were shouting dancing on the floor with the woman. TO BE CONTINUED…

- Incompatible Souls: Made for each other -Caged: In the dark embrace of my saviour - Light in my Dark (Xaphan's Story) Keep smiling :-)

Rather than fearing for her own life, she feared for his. A taxi, speeding past the heavy drops of rain honked at Lucius. He had his arms spread wide open. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back to face the angry heavens. Ironic. He mentally scoffed. It seemed a Devil is asking for the heavens above to take his life and ask for forgiveness. He wouldn't do that. The Angels, especially God himself were and still are not in good terms with him. He hated their annoying trumpet sounds, their smiles, and their colorful, cloudy lands. Plus, the gates, why would they have a heavenly, golden gate? His kingdom never has one.

The title on the cover is in the same old characters as the plinth inscription. Void Dragon Art — Foundation Scripture. The System goes completely silent. That, more than anything else in the last twenty minutes, gets my full attention. ~~~

*X Ambassadors- Unsteady *Anson Seabra- Broken *Astrid S- Years *NF- Paralyzed *~*~*~* No. No, no, no, no, no. Anger, fear and hurt bustle in me, my body is shaking and I can't stop it. Whatever hope I had in me is gone now, emptiness taking its place. "What the f*ck is this?!" I yell turning to him, I haven't moved into the room much more.

She then said, "These are Ethan's ashes. He asked for part of them to be scattered into the rivers. The rest are to be buried with his parents' memorials. There was none left for you." Rebecca's eyes locked onto the white urn, as if it were the last thing keeping her sane. She reached out with a trembling hand, wanting to touch it, but not finding enough courage to do that. "Did he say anything in the end?" Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible. "About me. Even one word. Even if he hates me." Listening to Rebecca's question as if it were the last one she would ever ask, Clara said, "He cursed all of you to burn in hell forever."