Darkness isn't for the faint of heart.
Some run from it.
I always wondered—why not splash in it?
Too morbid? Too unpredictable? Too dangerous?
But nothing great happens to those who cower away from destiny.
From the truth.
Maybe, you might be expecting the story of a villain.
But what is a villain, really?
If everyone tried to erase your identity and voice, are you the villain?
Why aren't they the villains then?
What if your refusal to survive in darkness means a hollow existence. Forever.
Would life be worthwhile then?
Does your truth matter so little?
I know? You are not used to the voice inside my head but if you want truth, I will give it to you.
All of it.
Life outside this dungeon seemed like a distant memory. But the hurts and the words, they linger like gaping wounds.
"Scarlette, stay away from the shadows or they'll taint your Love Magic. Keep to the Light."
"Scarlette, you are too wild with your magic."
