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wait to break out. Sisi, with her powers reawakened, broke her chains with relative ease, like the mere fluke they were. Seems the metal affects me no more, she thought, indeed everyone has been right all along. Breaking Crystal's chains and removing them

in a lot of pain

y Big Sisi,

o feed," Sisi continue

herself to do it. It's long since I fed, she thought, what if my hunger gets the better of me?

ce, "Don't worry, you won't hurt me

willing to feed the other; using her own blood as a source of sustenance, was on a whole new level. The Wolf Omega was feeding a Vampire, was unbelievable but there it was, happening as clear as day. After

bit different. Excluding the fact that it came with a power she'd never felt before, it was rather fulfilling than human blood. For Sisi, the whole experience involved the loss of blood

and thank yo

o see y

humans will be back and we need to

re your orders

hed Crystal reach for her body. It happened suddenly. One minute she was fine, the other her bod

orry abou-" she whispe

could've have done anything, she heard several footsteps h

ake her away!"

, she just-"

take her away! Throw her down the

in a battle of wits. Seeing she was adamant in following his orders, he stretched his foot to kick her when she suddenly turned to face him

him and bit his neck. "Thought I told you.

n, the place was flowing with blood from the men she was killing. The others stood silently watching, in horror as she tore them to pieces. Her speed, along with the power she had; now that she'd fed, sh

lessly with anything they lay their hands upon. The tide had turned abruptly. All hope began fading away like a hopeless dream. Sure, the Wolves d

ned?" She asked, holding

g and, they were pounding it to a pulp. She could tell from the dust in her lungs, and the noise they were producing. It took a while but soon, she could perce

igure it out, Crystal was the one in the midst of all that carnage! Could it be? Or was something else there? She couldn't wait to be sure. With a migh

tand there! Help

cked in unison. The men had never seen a sight this terrific. In a matter if seconds, all the men had been slain to pieces. Not a soul w

, you can all go

ing as she held Crystal in her arms. Just then, it hit her. She took an organ from the corps

had pressed all the blood she could find, from all the o

e an ugly cry," she joked faintly, "don't

r was lifted from the chambers of her heart.

decades old, w

tretches and

m real ye

d I will t

e!" It

ymn, while other times they were loud shrieks, similar to those of tortured souls in hell. He couldn't take it anymore and, like any other human being, he sought for an escape. Committing suicide was out of the question so

his trusty alcohol to help with the rest. Day by day he would go home, sit on that-one rocking chair and gobble down his predicament. It was long since he slept peacefully, let alone a moments peace. His house, was also nothin

to himself when no one else was around. This creeped her out. He was also never home as, he worked and drank all day and sat on the bloody rocking chair all night. Zaddeus could hardly eat the food she'd prepare, let al

ields like a bloody beast but, he couldn't recall any of that. Are the voices doing this to me? What's going on? He thought. Sleepwalking, he thought, I'm sleep walking. It was evidently true as,

er day of pain. One evening, he decided to put an end to it. Be damned you voices, he thought, you've never given me a moments peace, so be gone with my flesh! On that day, along

ground. They say before one dies, one's life flashes before their eyes. That may have been the case but not for Zaddeus as,

n. The place stretched around him for miles and miles away into infinity. It was unmistakable, he was in some sort of deser

judge the situation, when they began again. Turns out,

ent but couldn't bring himself to understand where the door came from. One minute he was walking under the moonlight, in a desert of infinite solitude with nothing in sight, then th

******

ough," a voice sa

th- ere?"

h of his being. He'd almost drowned in the abyss when he heard the voice. Before his question was answered, he felt a swoop of air and the darkness dissipated, paving way for a great light, sunlight

, "Hey, who are you? And how

, a full beard and built like an Ox. Whoever he was, he wasn't human. Not minding his the questi

njoy being free a

dn't you

nswer you shortly," he

by the sight before him, noticed the man walking toward him. He sought to take-off as ma

e Heathens. Thank you for

thought the Heathens wer

Queen. I see," Stanslaus whispered,

gel, loved escapes. It was natural for Heaven's Oval to be buzzing with activity. Day in day out she bustled about, listening to prayers and answering them. All the Archangels had a role to play: like Quinzel, who w

lling her Esther. This made Quinzel and the rest unhappy, but there was nothing they could do, being the case that she was the Almighty Goddess, and she could

e always warned, "us gods, are

why m

rget? I told you to refrai

e Goddess, gave up on warning her. But not without taking measures to ensure she was unseen each time she took off. Everyday she would li

s across the Heavens when suddenly, there was a huge clash that tore the earth. And huge pit was formed. Looking down from above the clouds, she saw the pitch black that emitted the pit. She'd come t

going on?" Muriel; the

d me!" S

found us?" Zodilia; the Arch

of all creati

or damning her. Quinzel, who hadn't spoken a word and was deep in thought, was suddenly destructed when a loud shriek was heard from the pit. With dread drawn in their expressions, they

anced. Everyone was rooted to the ground and shaken to the bone, before he appeared, a man riding on a terrible beast. The beast was so horrifying to anyone who stood to behold it. In a nutshell: it had five heads with each having a sin

u've done to the plac

here was something sinister about his. The man was handsome and all but, instead of the warmth and light she felt wi

omise to tell you everything; not that it will matter if we don't s

al, Esther referred to them as he

ight and protect our world!" Her vo

ries," he laughed, "you haven't chan

recalled receiving it from the Goddess. Taking one look at the bow and quivers, she wondered what she'd do with them. To her, they seemed like a treasure, some sort of gift that her creator had handed to her but soon, she came to learn

reaked of the sound of weapons, battle cries and the smell of blood. The demons were high in number but the Archangels, even low in number, had more power. None of the sid

deaths. Rapidly, she ran toward Muriel, who was takin

.give it to anyone who deserves it

at dusk. It was their little secret. Spending most of their time together, she once promised to take him flying so she could show him th

utting his heart when, she was suddenly attacked from behind. Losing her balance, the heart was thrown from her grasp. It