روايات وقصص ضمن The Root Of All Evil Book

It was neither burning me nor killing me… it was only igniting my will to avenge my mother and blow off the prideful sun and its flickering light like an insignificant candle. For that, I had to live. So, I lived and five hundred years went by without the malicious light destroying anymore lives like mine. I was doing a favour on this world by plunging it into darkness. Because light was the root cause of all evil. And to achieve that, I had to make many sacrifices, all of it leading to the creation of a perfect world. Just one more sacrifice and this night would prevail forever and thus I would conclude my life with a deep breath of relief.

Aria faltered for a moment as memories not her own surged through her mind—visions of the first Flamebearer, of the pact forged with nature, of the moment the guardian spirit that would become the Ashen Root was corrupted by power. The truth struck her: the Root was once the Flame’s first guardian, twisted by greed and fear when the Flame was passed to mortal hands. “I understand now,” she whispered. “You weren’t betrayed. You gave up your purpose.” The Ashen Root howled. “Lies! I was the purpose!” Aria thrust her palm forward, and the Flame surged. Golden fire engulfed the room, washing over Kael without harm but burning through the Root’s twisted mass. It shrieked and convulsed, its limbs

No women. “A devil with no weakness,” she murmured, the words barely louder than the crunch of the apple. Then a memory surfaced: the way he had devoured her the entire night, slow and relentless, as if her body were the only sin worth savoring. Her fingers tightened subconsciously around the book on devils she had just finished reading. Its pages had spoken of their insatiable hunger for untouched souls, pure, unchanging, untouchable. The moment a soul was altered in any way, it slipped forever from their grasp.

Because evil has boundaries. **

With the pain now completely vanished and my breathing at a steady pace, I slowly lifted my head up to meet with those bright azure eyes that wandered deep into my soul, reading me as if I were a mere open book. The silver sparks in his eyes allowed me to release the stiffness I had on my body. The black wolf that attacked us last night didn’t contain those silver sparks. It was the silver sparks that I allowed me to tell from bad to evil. While Zayden’s attire screamed danger, I couldn’t see any evil, either that or I was being naïve. But the black wolf, his eyes screamed the evilness like it was living inside of him, as he was the root of all evil.

“That’s not for us to decide anymore.” The woman studied her, then looked past her toward the now-dormant glyphs. “You mistake reverence for permanence. The Root remembers everything. Eventually, it may remember that order was easier.” Dain stepped forward, his voice firm. “And it’ll also remember who paid for that ease. How many bonds were broken? How many people died being told their pain was necessary for structure?”

Her parents clutched her shivering cold hands. This was the end of her misery. This was the end of her pain and suffering. This was the end of Taksh's animalistic thirst. This was the end of evil. The battle line between good and evil ran through the heart of every man. Inside each of us, there was the seed of both good and evil and it depends on us how we would use or accept it. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

"Oh, you have it all wrong, mother dearest. The devil never possessed me. I simply let the him fuck me instead. And it will be you who will be rotting in hell for your sinister acts." "You're a filthy whore. I should have given you away the second you were born. You did this to me. You are to blame for all the evil things I had to do. You should have died instead of my perfect Eve." A dark chuckle erupted from Lucifer as he leaned forward on his throne. His crimson eyes glowed as he looked down at the waste of space before us.

he added in a very long litany. Everything was clear now. So greed was the caused of all these tragic events happened to us--the selfish desire to have more of something. The one that gods worshipped as ‘The Only One’ was the root of all evil. If he’s that immensely powerful, then why it was necessary for him to take the soul of children just to increase his power even more? That was way too greedy. Mammon was right. Greed is the mother of all evil.