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"She always did have that about her, that look of otherness in her eyes, her eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world." Zachary bitterly said with venom dripping from every word as he stared at the glass wall that separated him and her.
King Frañcis said nothing more than just merely nod in agreement. His arms crossed, he adjusted himself to finally address her. "You know if you deceive someone, you lose one of life's greatest treasures, you lose the capacity to trust. Because without trust, love is not possible." He uncrossed his arms and stepped forward towards the glass wall.
She stopped walking back in forth in the cell that is designed for her. She threw her head back and her body shook from dark laugh that came out of her. "I'm not one to be loved." She responded with, her laugh turned into a chuckle.
"You're right. But the sinister, the terrible never deceive; the state in which they leave us is always one of enlightenment. And only this condition of vicious insight allows us a full grasp of the world, all things considered, just as a frigid melancholy grants us full possession of ourselves. We may hide from horror, but only in the heart of horror. So therefore I wouldn't see anyone in your heart or you in someone's." Zachary shot back, as he felt the need to defend his king. His fists had tighten, his knuckles had turned white, he'd drawn blood in his palm, his body had shook furiously with rage. He couldn't believe the nerve she had after everything that had happened.
She curled her red plump lips into sly grin and walked forward towards the glass. He knew she couldn't see them, through the glass but from where she had stopped walking it was like she could see them. "But darling, deceiving you and him was only the beginning." She chuckled and her eyes flash a vile dark gold, along with her fangs.
As she finished saying that, it was as if it was a cue for everyone because right then and there all hell broke loose and no one would be able to stop it, unless she did.
Year 2035, the year the world became fully corrupted, violence was everywhere. A war was what started it all, everyone was dragged into it, not a single soul was spared. The hatred our human kind contained overthrew any other emotion, leaving us to act irrational.
The war ended with millions dead, the world was in black and grey, and as if it could not get any worse incurable diseases spread easily among the ones living.
The ones that escaped the vile touch of the disease hid underground with whatever they could scavenge. They waited till the disease killed itself off, when they decided to come up to the open they found a strong stench of death welcoming them.
The few hundred that survived began to burn the bodies to get rid of the diseased. A new era was then born, an era with Kings and Queens, an era mixed with the present and the past. However, things started going downhill as people resorted to the use of dark magic, history began repeating. They kept ignoring the warning of others. Thus the continued use came with a huge consequence, in the form of a beautiful creation. A creation that holds captivating beauty, no soul, and tremendous power.
This is my story story line. This story came to me when I was editing the original story this book was. Don't steal my plot, if you see someone else stealing it please notify me immediately. Credit to the persons who made those quotes I used, I just changed a few words to match the story.
Began: August 15, 2015
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DeceivingMystery / Thriller
Year 2035, the year the world became fully corrupted, violence was everywhere. A war was what started it all, everyone was dragged into it, not a single soul was spared. The hatred our human kind contained overthrew any other emotion, leaving us to...