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“The World Ender had a lover and not just a fling like in his past. They say she is a beast made of flame and hate, and she followed you lot back. His beast. The female Ig’Morruthen.” Dianna. He meant Dianna.
“I just want a better realm, a better world. This one is kind of shit, and I am over egotistical gods.”
Samkiel was a light. He promised peace and change, and I had helped snuff it out. A part of me hoped I burned in Iassulyn for eternity for it. Another part of me knew Dianna would hunt me, hunt us all like she did for her sister. I would be lying if I said I wouldn’t welcome it.
"Let it be known that I do not fear your wretched king. Know and tell all, I will hunt every being who wears her colors or screams her name in praise. I will feast on you and your loved ones, making you watch as I do it. Nismera will be a footnote in history, and all who follow her will die screaming."
She is my everything. The words floated across my mind, a truth that lived deeper than my flesh and bone, one buried in my very atoms.
You, Dianna, my dark-haired, fiery vixen, are and will always be enough for me. No shape or form or thing you bend to will ever make any part of me swell, as you put it, like you.
“I think you’re the same raging bitch,” Vincent spat, his celestial adyin glowing a bright blue. “No.” I smiled. “I’m worse, actually.” And then I charged.
There is no perfect place to do this. No place would be perfect enough for you, but anywhere you are is perfect for me.”
My chest split wide open, and I wondered if he could see the dark, damaged heart beneath. The one that was still bruised and bloody no matter how many words or soft smiles he tossed my way. No matter how hard he tried to fix me, I was still a broken, violent thing.
“You love me?” My heart melted. “With everything I am and everything I ever will be.”
“I did not get it. I am it. Oblivion is not something anyone can take from me.”
“I’m not your brother. I am your judge and executioner.”
