I woke up in a cold sweat. A collection of blurry memories clouded my mind. Memories that I had tried to shun, memories that I had tried to bury in the deepest corners of my soul under layers and layers of drugs and intoxicants. But ever since I came here, the memories are trying to break free, flashing before my eyes when my mental defence was the lowest. When I would be under the merciful intoxication of the Yellow Sunshine, or in the blanket of sleep, I would hear cheerful laughter...a soft touch on my hand...a tingling kiss on my cheek...at others I would hear a voice crying bitterly...a great shriek and a great splash and I would wake up from the trance, shivering and drenched in sweat and at the same time, a cold feeling gripping my heart. A feeling that until recently was completely alien to me- guilt.

I knew that the memory was threatening to break free from its cage and no amount of drugs would be able to chain it back. My conscience brain did not know what the memory held. But it knew that it was so powerful, that it could crumble my sanity to dust...

It was still dark outside as I walked along the deserted streets. The moon shone brightly in sky casting haunting shadows among the trees and buildings. I was returning to the lake. This time I had no intention of inhaling the sweet scent of Yellow Sunshine. No, I had a much darker intention.

I leant down and touched the shimmering, cold water. It felt cool and innocent against my tainted skin even though I knew that it was cursed. I stood up and pulled my ruby hilted silver dagger from my sleeve. Holding out my right arm in front of me, I began to cut into the veins. As the warm, scarlet blood trickled down my arm and into the water I began to chant:

"Κύριέ μου,
Σηκωθείτε από το σκοτεινό κόσμο σας,
Οδηγός μου να ακολουθήσει διαδρομές εφιάλτης σας και
με οδηγεί σε μια ζωή όπου δεν υπάρχει τίποτα, αλλά
θάνατο και την καταστροφή, ο Δάσκαλος"

A dark black cloud rose up from the water and a beautiful man stepped out. Silvery skin, dark eyes filled with hatred, ancient patterns covered his bare body and colossus black wings stretched out behind him. I looked up into his eyes and bowed.

"Master".

Heyy Guys,

I really hope you enjoyed this chapter! A BIG, MASSIVE, SUPERMEGAFOXYAWESOME thanks to JadeArgent, who is now co-writing Yellow Sunshine from this chapter onwards. She has great ideas for the future of this story and will definitely make it better, more secretive and darker than what it was. Please don't forget to follow, favourite and review (every review grants you better and longer chapters because reviews are motivating), please remember that all constructive criticism is welcome.

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