Sophia gazed blankly at Liam's lifeless form, grappling with the reality that he had sacrificed himself for her. Her contemplations were abruptly interrupted as Ethan seized her hair, pulling her upright. Locking eyes with her, a twisted grin adorned Ethan's face as he spoke in chilling silence, "I I bet you're thinking I'm insane right? Hahahahaha, I don't know what I swallowed but I want more of it. Drinking it gave me freedom, it opened the door of my mind and now for the first time in my life I can think without fear. I can execute my deepest desire without a fear of the repercussions. My mind is limitless, I think like a god... Hahahaha"
*Spit*
"The only difference between you and a dog is that you don't walk on your fours. You are not a god, you idiot; you are a slave to your thoughts. You are a beast driven by your desires!! Hahaha, how stupid are you really to compare yourself to a god."
*Slap*
"Shut the fuck up!" Ethan's cold voice sliced through the room as he drew her closer. He continued with a detached calmness, "You don't make certain decisions in your life because you are afraid of what others might think about you. 'Oh, I can't do this, my mommy will think I am a bad little girl. I can't do that, my dad will think I am a failure. My friends will be disappointed in me.' But you see, all those shits don't matter here anymore. I don't need to be under a drug to realize that, it's a free world here. The Earth rules doesn't apply here. It even gets fucking better now that I don't care what people think anymore."
Looking around the scattered room, dead Liam, limp Eloise, Sophia knew there was nothing she could do to escape Ethan's grasp, attempted to reason with him, "I know you, Ethan. The truth is I never liked you personally. But there are parts of you that I admire, your bravery, your loyalty. But I don't see those parts anymore; you are lost... Find your way back. This is not you; look around at the things you have done, are you prou..."
"Are you done?.... I guess you are haha." Ethan laughed mockingly, dragging her into his chest. With her back turned, Ethan used his free hand to rip the remaining fabric from her upper torso, exposing her enormous breasts. As he began massaging her chest, he put his palm there and slipped his hand between her breasts. Ethan played with Sophia's breast, and all she could do was close her eyes in pain. She believed this was ended when she opened her eyes and realized after a minute that she couldn't feel his hands on them again, but Ethan grabbed her off her feet and dumped her into the bed. He leaped onto her as well.
"Ughh" A silent groan echoed from the corner, unnoticed by the two perpetrators. Liam, regaining consciousness, felt an indescribable pain in his chest. Glancing downward, he realized Ethan's attack had narrowly missed his heart. Despite the dizziness and blood loss, Liam managed to pull himself upright, supported by a nearby table. Looking at the disturbing scene before him Ethan was forcibly sucking Eloise's breast while she tried to escape, his mind blanked a few times as his eyes darkened. 'I'm dying; I better hurry.' Fortunately, a silver sword lay nearby. "S-Silver," his feeble voice whispered, unheard.
Grabbing the sword, Liam approached Ethan like a determined but exhausted figure. A few meters away, fatigue overcame him, and he dropped to his knees. "I-I d-di..d-didn't make ittt." His eyes shut, succumbing to the overwhelming exhaustion.