It is a dark abyss that swallows him completely, churning up his mind, sanding down the rough edges of his consciousness until all that is left is a fine block of bitter
jealousy, a horrible envy ghosting over him until he drowns in how utterly sweet it is, how unbelievably amazing the promise of revenge feels against his skin, curling up
inside of him, a small bundle of warmth perishing in the brutal ice of his heart. He ignores the pain as it shoots through him, mercilessly ripping his senses all asunder.
His green eyes widen in a last attempt to comprehend this, in a futile effort to grasp what is far from his reach. He would gasp, but the breath leaves him, and all that
remains is an ember, a slowly building fire, lighting up the deep emptiness of his soul. He can faintly see a glow, like a distant light too vivid to show its full glory, but
the warmth of it does not touch him. Instead, the fire that rages inside warms him, lights his limbs ablaze, and his mischievous smile turns sinister. What lies in his
emerald eyes, what used to be a lost, uncertain creature, is now a monster, an evil thing that feeds off of spite and anger, that thirsts upon hate and sorrow. A savage,
he thinks, that will destroy everything. And the hole takes him, sucks him away from his life of agony, and in his happiness, in his relief to finally be free, he laughs a
foreign, maniacal laugh that chills every corner of the world.
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