Novel & Cerita Pitch Black Origins

'Mastering Black magic' Alkhun read, and he had chills from his back. 'Pamela has always been studying black magic?' "Alkhun from the future, if you are here... I just wanna say." She looks again in his direction then dark pink smoke evaporates from her. "I love you." Alkhun grew distant, and he felt Pamela... farther and farther. Again from the pitch-black surrounding he was alone. He opened his eyes, and Pamela was standing in front of him.

Pitch-black. The sky was almost pitch-black if it were not for the startling flashes and instantaneous streaks from the bolts of lightning that crack the eerie dark. Flickers of light revealed the foggy visibility brought by the heavy downpour of rain which seemed to know no respite. Drops of rain were like pellets showering the roof with percussion. The night was conquered with unrest as the howling wind cut through the towering trees in gusts, and with its rush, the thunder roared in resonance. Violent.

Yes, black is also a color, and he loves it-he sees it as a dignified, stylish, and chic colour but the pitch black color eventually terrified him as years passed. "Come on, where will we put this thing? Talk. I have got many other things to do. I have no time to discuss everything to you two. This should have been between you two, but I got dragged into this mess because you two are a big mess, a big pain in the ass" he said.