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Souls that are dead cannot cross roses of red,
“The dark is for people who are too cowardly to face their actions in the light,”
Phantasma. The Devil’s Manor.
“A heart and a key would set me free,”
fall in love within Phantasma at your own risk.”
Poltergeists and Phantoms, however, were the rarest of the ghostly paranormal beings. The most powerful.
“What’s the Whispering Gate?” “A place that you should not be able to access. It’s on the Other Side.”
“Only those who are non-corporeal, or Devils, should be able to access the Whispering Gate,”
“No, the Whispering Gate is summoned, and no normal mortal should be able to call it.”
“If you fail”—one corner of his mouth lifted in a grim smile as he spoke—“one decade of your life span will be transferred to me.”
No sight, no sound, no touch to guide, navigate true or be crushed inside.
Life happens. Even in death. No use worrying about things that haven’t occurred yet.”
“Oh, bite me,” she deadpanned. His smirk grew wider. “Is that an invitation?”
“Might want to mind your heart around him, or the trials won’t be the worst that’ll happen to you.”
And Gabriel Forever.
“Next time your mind tries to convince you otherwise, remember this: there is nothing about you that I find undesirable. Okay?”
trail. “I want to know everything. I want to see all the darkest corners of your mind.” He tilted his face up to whisper his next words right into her ear. “I want to taste your sins.”
“being normal is incredibly dull. Almost as dull as living vicariously through someone else.
“Your father was a Specter,”
“I think you might be the closest to heaven I’ll ever get,”
Phantasma’s creator—Salemaestrus—who
Phantasma is run by—” “The Prince of the Devils himself,”
this was not a melding of their bodies, but their souls.
I’d rather cease to exist than know you’ve looked at anyone else the way you look at me when I’m touching you.”
you are the only thing that’s ever made me feel even a semblance of hope in this eternity of Hell. The dream I’ve been looking for—the one to wake me up.
You are the closest thing I will ever get to experiencing heaven, and I’m not ready to let it go.”
need you to know that you are the only person who has ever made me feel like I am capable of anything,” she lamented. “The only person who has ever made me feel truly seen.”
“In a different life, in a fair one, I would’ve kept you until my eternal soul withered away to dust,” he vowed to her.
Yes, Necromancer, the Shadow Voice encouraged. Embrace your calling, harbinger of death. Unleash your darkness on the world.
life force, she realized. She had stolen it, recharged herself with it.
the Shadow Voice hissed as it stepped into view.
I told you before that nothing would ever stop me from getting to you if you needed me, and that will remain true forevermore. I would tear the universe apart at its seams if I must.”
“In all the darkness, in all the loneliness, you have been my one source of light,” he lamented as she began to come undone. “My soul will go to its grave with your name echoing in my mind.”
“My father is the reason our mother died. It wasn’t a heart attack. It was this level. He must have… he must have guessed incorrectly.”
“My name is Salemaestrus Erasmus Blackwell, Prince of the Devils. But you, angel, may call me Salem.”
“I know your True Name.”
Dahlia, a young Demon with a gift for soul-singing stepped forward from the line. She reached into the pocket of her tailored trousers and pulled something out. A golden, heart-shaped locket.
every single second I’ve spent with you has reminded me what it’s like to be alive. And I would trade every other soul in the world if it meant I would get to keep you forever.”