Everything is dark.
An absolute, heavy obsidian void has swallowed the room whole, leaving no room for light or even the concept of space.
It is a terrifying expanse of nothingness, reminiscent of the primordial void that predated the universe, a silent vacuum that exists before the first spark of creation—or immediately after its destruction.
Suddenly, the silence is broken by the sharp, mechanical groan of the door creaking open.
A sliver of artificial light from the hallway slices through the darkness, illuminating the static furniture like skeletons in a tomb, while the other half of the room remains buried in a shadow that feels almost sentient.
Two humanoid figures cross the threshold.
A young girl enters first, followed closely by another; Zackier Morkator.
The girl reaches out, her fingers fumbling for the plastic switch.
With a sharp click, the room is flooded with a clinical, white light, revealing her vibrant face and the tall, composed silhouette of her companion.
The young girl stretches her arms high above her head, letting out a long groan of relief as her muscles relax.
Behind her, Zackier's movements are slow and deliberate.
He doesn't just shut the door; he clicks the deadbolt into place, a sound that should have been a warning but was masked by the girl's exhaustion.
"Ahh… finally back in the dorms!" The young girl laughed, her voice bubbly despite the storm. "The rain outside sure is strong, isn't it Zacky? I thought we were going to get swept away for a second!"
"Yeah," Zackier replied, his voice a low, hollow hum as he stepped into the center of the room. "They say the rain brings the cold, but I've never quite felt it. It's always warm from where I'm standing."
"Is that because you're extremely healthy, like you always brag?" The girl turned to him, grinning playfully. "Haha, I find that so hard to believe sometimes, but you really do seem invincible! But jokes aside..."
Her expression softened into something tender and vulnerable.
She walked over to the living room table where a small, elegantly wrapped box sat waiting.
She picked it up, her fingers tracing the ribbon with a reverent touch before she hugged the box tightly against her chest.
"I'm really grateful you bought this beautiful dress for me, Zacky," she whispered, her eyes shining. "I was honestly panicking because I realized I'd left mine back at home. I can't believe Prom night is tomorrow... Gosh, I'm so nervous I can barely breathe!"
She began to spin, the hem of her skirt swirling as she danced a lovely, impromptu circle.
She looked at Zackier with a gaze full of pure, unadulterated devotion, grateful that such a man was her partner.
However, she failed to notice a subtle change.
The custom eye contacts he usually wore were gone.
"But with this dress you brought me, I feel like I'm more than confident to—"
"Grab me a drink," Zackier interrupted, his voice cutting through her sentiment like a shard of glass.
"What?" The girl stopped her spinning, her smile faltering as she blinked in confusion.
"I said, grab me a drink," Zackier repeated, his tone dropping into a freezing, metallic register. "I've been out there for hours. Don't expect me to stay hydrated after I've spent my time patiently waiting for someone like you."
The girl's face went pale.
The sudden, icy shift in his demeanor felt like a physical slap, especially after she had been pouring her heart out in thanks.
Being shrugged off so coldly was a side of him she hadn't seen, but her naivety fought to protect her.
She forced a hollow laugh, trying to dismiss the chill in the air.
"Haha, very funny, Zacky! You almost had me there," she said, though her voice wavered. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. You were waiting out in the rain, and yes, I saw your messages—you were acting so desperate! It's actually kind of cute."
She turned her back to him, walking toward the kitchen area to get a glass of water.
"So I guess it makes sense that you'd be a little cranky," she continued, her footsteps echoing on the tile. "But really, you didn't have to go—Skwkxndjwi kxownwizjxjsnw kcjsnwiakxnxis oskxnxksownx kwiwnxkwnwx sowk cizkas xiskwkwkx wloxnwpqpa xoekw xosownwnx jwkwnxowowo owkdnc93ing9vnw ownskcowksp owosnx9nvoenf9 prorn9bkensk ldksnocneksnslan insnxiwnsko oenfoenskdk oowoqoq ox w w r. Fkco kdkck ekekdndkfkfnd kskwksnxksnw kendnckenwe ksnsnsnwkd lwkendocjs kelwkwkxksmw wlfkskwksx lwlwlwlskxjs kelskwlqls wosjxiwnqofke ppfpekflcpep opw0sksmwkxks kskxnsowls odosnaoakcn woosnwnwnd wkskaoqosndo pwoskskf iwisicnkwkw ldownxiiw lfowmwlwlc owowkskfke keidjfkw owowodkds owieo oowoqoq ox w w r. Fkco kdkck ekekdndkfkfnd kskwksnxksnw kendnckenwe ksnsnsnwkd lwkendocjs kelwkwkxksmw wlfkskwksx lwlwlwlskxjs kelskwlqls wosjxiwnqofke ppfpekflcpepkxownwizjxjsnw kcjsnwiakxnxis oskxnxksownx kwiwnxkwnwx sowk cizkas xiskwkwkx wloxnwpqpa xoekw xosownwnx jwkwnxowowo owkdnc93ing9vnw ownskcowksp owosnx9nvoenf9 prorn9bkensk ldksnocneksnslan insnxiwnsko oenfoenskdkoowoqoq ox w w r. Fkco kdkck ekekdndkfkfnd kskwksnxksnw kendnckenwe ksnsnsnwkd lwkendocjs kelwkwkxksmw wlfkskwksx lwlwlwlskxjs kelskwlqls wosjxiwnqofke ppfpekflcpep opw0sksmwkxks kskxnsowls odosnaoakcn woosnwnwnd wkskaoqosndo pwoskskf iwisicnkwkw ldownxiiw lfowmwlwlc owowkskfke keidjfkw owowodkds owieooowoqoq ox w w r. Fkco kdkck ekekdndkfkfnd kskwksnxksnw kendnckenwe ksnsnsnwkd lwkendocjs kelwkwkxksmw wlfkskwksx lwlwlwlskxjs kelskwlqls wosjxiwnqofke ppfpekflcpep opw0sksmwkxks kskxnsowls odosnaoakcn woosnwnwnd wkskaoqosndo pwoskskf iwisicnkwkw ldownxiiw lfowmwlwlc owowkskfke keidjfkw owowodkds owieokxownwizjxjsnw kcjsnwiakxnxis oskxnxksownx kwiwnxkwnwx sowk cizkas xiskwkwkx wloxnwpqpa xoekw xosownwnx jwkwnxowowo owkdnc93ing9vnw ownskcowksp owosnx9nvoenf9 prorn9bkensk ldksnocneksnslan insnxiwnsko oenfoenskdk
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All of a sudden, the world tilted.
She slammed face-first into the floor with a sickening thud.
The impact knocked the wind from her lungs, and for a second, she just lay there, stunned.
She assumed she had tripped over a rug or her own feet.
"Ouch..." she groaned, lifting herself up on her elbows with a shaky laugh. "I went and fell... wait... why does it feel so hot? Why does it hurt so much down there?"
She turned her head to look behind her, and the scream she tried to let out died in her throat.
Her legs—still wearing her shoes and socks—were standing perfectly still several feet away from her.
The rest of her body was on the kitchen floor.
She had been bifurcated with such surgical precision that her nerves hadn't even registered the agony yet.
"What... what is... what..."
Her eyes bulged, her irises shrinking into pinpricks of terror.
Her jaw hung slack as she watched the blood begin to geyser from her severed waist, soaking the white tile in a dark, steaming crimson.
Trembling violently, she forced her head further back, her gaze crawling up.
Zackier stood over her, silhouetted against the ceiling light.
In his right hand, he held a long, serrated knife dripping with her life force.
He wasn't just calm; he was grinning.
It was a wide, predatory stretch of the lips that revealed too many teeth.
But it was his eyes that truly broke her—the red, glowing orbs of a demon, radiating a sense of absolute freedom over any pretense of benevolence.
He looked down at her like a predator admiring a particularly interesting piece of carrion.
"NO! NO! HELP!" she shrieked, her voice reaching a frantic, blood-curdling pitch. "SOMEONE HELP ME! PLEASE! SAVE ME!"
She began to crawl, her fingernails clawing at the tile, trying to drag her upper torso away.
Each movement sent fresh waves of agony through her shattered spine, her strength failing as the blood loss turned her limbs to lead.
She didn't get far.
Zackier reached down, fist winding into her hair, and jerked her head back with a brutal snap.
"You can keep screaming," Zackier whispered into her ear, his glowing red eyes fixed on her fading ones. "You can expect someone to barge in and play the hero. But let's not forget where we are. This is a special hotel designed by Yuri Calypso, that hopelessly naive founder. And if you didn't know… she made these dorms soundproof for the sake of 'privacy', a secrecy you knew would only cause problems if revealed. A kind decision, wouldn't you say? It has such lovely disadvantages for someone in your position."
The girl's spirit broke.
She looked up one last time, her eyes landing on the only photograph in the room—a framed picture of her laughing with her two best friends.
It was the last thing she saw before Zackier began to drive the knife into her back, over and over, in a rhythmic, wet staccato of violence.
A minute passed.
Zackier finally stopped.
He stood up, his breath even, his hands and expensive clothes painted in a thick, warm gore.
That terrifying, serene smile remained fixed on his face.
"By now," Zackier mused to the silence, "The Destined... that female prophecy being known as the symbol of Connection... Trizha Frantzes... she should be mentally shattered. Right about now, she should be begging for the sweet release of death."
Zackier walked over to the photograph the girl had died looking at.
He picked up the frame, staring at the smiling faces for a brief moment before his grip tightened.
The wood snapped and the glass shattered, the shards digging into his skin, yet he didn't even flinch.
He crushed the memory into a heap of splinters and torn paper.
"And if she seeks the end," he said, turning his head to look directly at the empty air, as if staring through a camera lens at something beyond reality, "I will be more than happy to provide it. And 'You'... you will be there to watch it all. Unable to reach through the screen. Unable to intervene. You will simply bear witness to the end of your favorite tragedy."
He let the ruins of the photo drop into the pool of blood at his feet.
"Now tell me..." he whispered, his red eyes glowing with a malicious light–Skwkxndjwi kxownwizjxjsnw kcjsnwiakxnxis oskxnxksownx kwiwnxkwnwx sowk cizkas xiskwkwkx wloxnwpqpa xoekw xosownwnx jwkwnxowowo owkdnc93ing9vnw ownskcowksp owosnx9nvoenf9 prorn9bkensk ldksnocneksnslan insnxiwnsko oenfoenskdk oowoqoq ox w w r. Fkco kdkck ekekdndkfkfnd kskwksnxksnw kendnckenwe ksnsnsnwkd lwkendocjs kelwkwkxksmw wlfkskwksx lwlwlwlskxjs kelskwlqls wosjxiwnqofke ppfpekflcpep opw0sksmwkxks kskxnsowls odosnaoakcn woosnwnwnd wkskaoqosndo pwoskskf iwisicnkwkw ldownxiiw lfowmwlwlc owowkskfke keidjfkw owowodkds owieo oowoqoq ox w w r. Fkco kdkck ekekdndkfkfnd kskwksnxksnw kendnckenwe ksnsnsnwkd lwkendocjs kelwkwkxksmw wlfkskwksx lwlwlwlskxjs kelskwlqls wosjxiwnqofke ppfpekflcpepkxownwizjxjsnw kcjsnwiakxnxis oskxnxksownx kwiwnxkwnwx sowk cizkas xiskwkwkx wloxnwpqpa xoekw xosownwnx jwkwnxowowo owkdnc93ing9vnw ownskcowksp owosnx9nvoenf9 prorn9bkensk ldksnocneksnslan insnxiwnsko oenfoenskdkoowoqoq ox w w r. Fkco kdkck ekekdndkfkfnd kskwksnxksnw kendnckenwe ksnsnsnwkd lwkendocjs kelwkwkxksmw wlfkskwksx lwlwlwlskxjs kelskwlqls wosjxiwnqofke ppfpekflcpep opw0sksmwkxks kskxnsowls odosnaoakcn woosnwnwnd wkskaoqosndo pwoskskf iwisicnkwkw ldownxiiw lfowmwlwlc owowkskfke keidjfkw owowodkds owieooowoqoq ox w w r. Fkco kdkck ekekdndkfkfnd kskwksnxksnw kendnckenwe ksnsnsnwkd lwkendocjs kelwkwkxksmw wlfkskwksx lwlwlwlskxjs kelskwlqls wosjxiwnqofke ppfpekflcpep opw0sksmwkxks kskxnsowls odosnaoakcn woosnwnwnd wkskaoqosndo pwoskskf iwisicnkwkw ldownxiiw lfowmwlwlc owowkskfke keidjfkw owowodkds owieokxownwizjxjsnw kcjsnwiakxnxis oskxnxksownx kwiwnxkwnwx sowk cizkas xiskwkwkx wloxnwpqpa xoekw xosownwnx jwkwnxowowo owkdnc93ing9vnw ownskcowksp owosnx9nvoenf9 prorn9bkensk ldksnocneksnslan insnxiwnsko oenfoenskdk
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"How's life... without my interference?"