Allyssa's Point Of View
Who the hell were those unlucky bastards?
"Ugh!" I squirm as I take a seat on a weirdly smelling couch in a cheap motel. I was topless as I poured strong alcohol on the cut on my arm made by that blue eyed god.
Bloody bastard!
His blade was no doubt cursed and fortified with powerful dark magic, dark magic powerful enough to hurt a creature like myself. What was he doing with a blade as cursed and dangerous as that?
Why the hell was he after my life? Why did he want me dead too? From out of the billion people in the universe why did it have to be him? Why did the one person I could trust have to be the one that wants me dead badly. I swear it wasn't fair but then again when has my life been either.
