Eternal POV
It’s been two days of Dante losing it, the night I scream through the door something snapped in him and he hasn’t left the other side of the door since.
He spends hours trying to smash the door down and then hours of begging me to let him in.
“Eternal you can open the door, he can’t cross the threshold but Dante and his demon need to see you ok” Bael calls through the door.
This has also become an hourly routine, I’m scared he’s lying to get me to open the door but he put the magic there surely if he was lying he would just release the magic.
I look at the mirror my hair is dragged up my hair used to be shiny and glossy but now it’s just a dead rats nest.
My skin is pale and veiny and my face looks the worst my eyes red and sunken in they look like glass, when I think
