Monarch Of Darkness, Arsene Chapter 202
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH"
Opening my eyes to torment, I released a screech that resounded, tearing apart my throat as I stared down at my naked figure. Two large rusty hooks could be seen piercing through my shoulders, hanging me up like cattle.
Feeling the hot tears trail over my cheeks, I shivered as a warm liquid ran from my legs." R...rave help me." I begged, clenching my eyes shut, wishing this was only a dream. Yet, as the hours began to linger, my reality only grew grimmer as my wounds began healing around the hooks.
The entire room I was within was filled with darkness, but with time I noticed. The wooden walls I was in. It was a cabin.
Bitting my lips, apprehension gripped my soul, clawing at my fears of the unknown. Quaking within my sweat, I bit my lips, gathering my courage.
"HELP!!!!!!!!!!!" I yelled, hoping anyone could aid me. "PLEASE, SOMEONE?! ANYONE?!
However, the only response I was giving was a screeched that shattered my world. "SHREEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
With tears running down my chin, I pushed my arms as the hooks within my arm began riding against my bone. I had wished to scream, but my hands were quicker, holding in my scream as I heard a feminine scream swallowing my reality.
Feeling my heart beating uncontrollably, I shivered, looking up at the two hooks embedded into me. "I need to run.... Mas...No, it's his fault. Rave give me strength." I whispered. Yes, it was all Arsene's fault. He made me do this. It was him. He was the devil upon my shoulder, corrupting my mind. I didn't do anything wrong. Rave, please find me!
Closing my eyes shut, I gripped the hook before slowly pulling it out as its tip began ripping all the ligaments from my shoulder. Blood quickly began to pool from my eyes as I wished to scream, but listening to the roars from next door, I held it in.
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With metal grinding and ripping through bones, I moaned as I suddenly became semi-free. Haning only by a single hook. Taking another deep breath, my vision slowly began to blur as I looked at the pool of blood underneath me. Pushing my vital qi into my arm, I slowed the bleeding before taking out the other hook dropping to the floor like a sack of meat.
"I... I did it rave... I did it? Did you see that? I did?" I bragged weakly, looking forward to seeing his face at home. "Wait for me, my love. I'll be in Hallr soon."
(A/N: Rave is dead....)
Slowly pushing my body from the gravel, I groaned as more blood pooled around me. With crimson swallowing my naked form like a painting, I pushed my head against the door listening. The screams of that woman could still be heard as I shook with fear and apprehension. Slowly opening the door to get a glimpse.
Unfotnaly, as I gazed outside the darkroom, a frown appeared upon my face as I saw nothing but gravel... I was within a barn. With moonlight gently filling my vision, I saw a few cattle racing back and forth as a scream filled with anguish flooded my senses.
I could hear her screams of suffering, the deprived laughter of the Androgynous character cracked within my ears like metal grinding against one another.
Not bothering to look for any clothing, I stared into the snowy forest before running in the opposite direction; the screams and laughter echoed out.
Fleeing for dear life, I sliced across bushes and various plants as my heart continued to thump. I didn't dear look back as I could feel a gaze...A gaze that sent my soul into anarchy. My legs felt like freezing as my nerves began to cramp in fear.
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Causing me to fall upon my face as I began rolling down a steep hill. With gravel, dirt, twigs, and rocks stabbing into my I teared up as I came to a stop crawling as a heavy shower began to fall, hitting aginst my body like ice.
"Rave...Help me," I begged as I clawed away for dear life. I was scared; my legs were not moving. "Rave, please save me."
Yet, all that entered my ears were the sounds of rainfall that slowly began to grow stronger. I could feel the snow burning my skin as I clenched my eyes, hoping it was all a dream.
Suddenly the sounds of footsteps could be heard as my entire body froze. Yet, I didn't dare look back as I somehow found the strength to move. Crawling, my mind suddenly flashed back to his masculine smile. The love we had, the years we spent together. I needed to live to see him once more.
"Please don't...please don't kill me. He is waiting for me. He is waiting for my arrival like he does every day." I begged as more and more tears ran from my eyes.
"Oh?" a voice sounded from my back as I pause. My very thoughts began to stop as I could feel the contempt, the loathing as it smiled.
Turning my head, I suddenly saw nothing but snow and rain, yet I knew it was there. I could feel its amusement as if looking at its food.
"You love him?" it sounded once more, "So, why did you betray him?"
"I didn't..."
"But you did. I heard dozens commend Arsene Snow upon his triumph over the whore that graced his bed. It's no secret that you screamed for more. That you claimed he was better than the man you so-called loved." The voice whispered like it was within my ears.
Releasing an air of fearful breath, all I could do was shiver, " That's not true... he did something to me. I'm not that..."
"your screams told a different tale, my dear," the void coldly announced as I screamed out. Staring down at my left leg, tears ran hot like fire as I bellowed as this being stomped, shattering my bones over and over.
"P...please please," I howled as a feral growl filled with contempt flooded my ears. " He r...ra..raped me, he forced himself upon me!!! aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh"
"Lying Skunt!!! Not only did you begged to be fucked by Arsene, like a whore. I have evidence and testimony from many. Rave, that idiot should be turning in his grave. Do you want to know what really killed him? From what I heard, it was when they told him that you were fucked by his so-called brother. You should have seen the look upon his face. HAHAHHA, he simply broke, Lisa. " the voice whispered in disdain and indifference.
"R...rave...rave is not dead. He is home waiting for me. He can forgive me; he will forgive. We love each other," I heartily muttered, tasting the copper against my throat. "He will not leave me! NEVER!!!!"
"This, this is not real, this is not real," I repeated, closing my eyes.
Crackling in laughter, the thing that hid within the darkness of night began to appear as moonlight began to fill its being slowly but surely.
"Lisa Lukehart, this is real, and so to will be your torment."
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