The strangest part was that I didn’t even have all my memories. So many pieces of my past were missing, lost in a fog I couldn’t penetrate, yet the rage still simmered. Even without knowing every detail, I knew enough. I knew I’d been wronged and betrayed, and the world deserved to pay for that.
What would it feel like to give in completely, to stop pretending I was anything other than what I truly was? A destroyer. A bringer of death.
The thought curled around my mind like smoke, intoxicating and poisonous. If I let it, I could burn everything to the ground. Maybe I was meant to.
Maybe the dark song wasn’t something to fear. Maybe it was something to embrace.
My hand slipped from Jason’s, my desire to terrorise all beings growing strong.
“Ollivara! Stop thinking!” Jason warned menaci
