Run With Me, Dark Sovereign

by 7 Zeadly Syns

She has a gift. They would not accept her. Now, she has grown stronger. The Dark Sovereign is tired of running from the ghosts of her past. They will feel fear. Not following the exact lore.

Prologue

Darkness surrounds her. She can't even see her hand in front of her face. Whispers echo around her. "Weak…" "No! I am not weak!" "Monster…" "Sh-shut up!" "Be gone creature of darkness…" "Leave… me…"

"ALONE!" The young women shouted as she sat upright in her bedroom in the temple. She whipped her head around her room. There was no one there. She was alone. She summoned a dark purple flame in her palm with the flick of her wrist. Carefully placing her feet on the ice cold floor, she walked away from her bedside to the door of her room. As she walked down the spotless hallways she traced the temple's purple bricking. Slowly moving down the hallways she had memorized long ago, she entered one of the many rooms in her large dwelling. Walking past the unlit candles and meditating mats, she opened the sliding door on the wall opposite the entrance.

Stepping out onto the balcony, she rested her chin on her hands, and her elbows on the railing. Looking down across the beautiful view she had of Ionia. She could see the flashing lights coming from the small village below. When a firework shot up, lighting the sky up in bright blue, her dark eyes glinted with hatred.

They chose to drive me out. I'll show them. I'll show them all. They will fear me, Syndra, the Dark Sovereign.