"Fate stands in your way."
Black horns.
Dark wings like the spread of a Gargoyle.
"It will always hinder your strength."
The white room of memories.
A stone in hand.
"I…"
A soft touch on my cheeks.
A whisper of desire.
"Can help you, if you can help me."
The devil's offer.
Soul, for a soul.
"Will you flip fate with me?"
***
My eyes fluttered open.
I immediately turned to my side and saw Titania sleeping peacefully, her hair a mess. After sighing in relief, I looked out at the window.
Scant light flowed in, leaving a grayish look for the sky outside. When I lifted my head up, a small cat was curled over my stomach, snoring peacefully.
I gently rubbed the head of the cat before scratching its neck as I stood up from the bed. The cat opened its eyes too.
"You're up early, Eugene," the cat waved its legs as it spoke.
