Chapter Thirty: The One She Fears the most is the least of them
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It is said that abominations come in a clan and that just like any other creature it is nurtured and a product of its ancestors. The night had been born from another prevail of darkness and nurtured by the atrocities that once unfolded amidst its creation. With the night not being the greatness darkness, The princess came to be curious of its origins and of those worse than the so called most abominable thing in existence. With the interference of the others, a emotion so untimely sprouted from the most solid grounds and shook them from the core. Their words did reach her mind as weapons and thus the reign of doubt began… torturous but just as mightily effective. If others were so concerned about her
