The Ruby's Control

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(Infinite's Pov)

I fumble to the ground, my hands trembling as I try to take the ruby out. But it's too late. The moment it touches my skin, I feel a surge of power coursing through me. I watch in horror as the ruby takes control, turning me into a mere passenger in my own body.

As I struggle against the invisible force that now guides my every move, I hear a voice, cold and calculating. "Maybe you might change," it sneers, "even get a perspective on things instead of being cruel to her. I'm gaining her trust and manipulating her since you won't, infinite."

I try to protest, to regain control, but all that escapes my lips is a weak utterance. Blood stains my mouth as I cough, a painful reminder of the battle being waged within me. The ruby, now fully in control, wipes the blood away with a chilling nonchalance.

I am left with nothing but the role of a helpless observer, forced to watch as the ruby, now masquerading as me, carries out its sinister plans. It mimics my actions, my words, but I know deep down that the true villain in this story is not the ruby, but the manipulation it represents..

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