I'd left them alive, taking just what I needed to gain the powers that I needed to end this. I never felt guilt over the first few, but I feel different now. I had been eager to be revived for centuries, hoping for the day that someone would fetch me back, so I could dominate this world and stick it to the fates. The two I'd just taken were hidden, weak but alive. I'll make sure they live, but I need to keep up this pretense in front of the deluded couple. They have to follow my plan. The next step was what would break her trust in me.
I've been keeping an eye on her. She was lost, it was all my fault. I'm selfish enough to be delighted over it, that I have become to mean something. I may have decided to protect her, there for protecting the people she loves, but that didn't make me an an
