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His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

WARNING: Mature Content The story of a knight who has fallen in love with his queen. It was nothing but that, a simple plot for a fairytale, or was it? He stood proud at seven feet, everything looked minuscule in his sight. He towers above all knights who looked at him with disgust and alarm. He was one of the rebels not long ago, but for an undisclosed reason, he has betrayed his so-called 'brother at arms' for a seat at the round table. People murmured whenever he passes them by, the atmosphere itself was laced with terror as this all muscled barbarian held his head high. Panic in the hearts of many was evoked by his presence alone as he stood before the queen who was forced to face him. "My queen," he knelt before her, and even yet the queen had to look up from her throne to meet his eyes. The frail queen was very small compared to him, her fragile countenance barely reached five feet and her innocent face makes her look like a child. He took in the vision of her as she sat there, trying to look brave as she met his eyes. His queen, the reason why he risked it all and will risk it all again. She sat on the throne judging his motives and all the while fearing him. Was she disgusted by him too? He can't tell. The crowd disappeared and all thoughts from his mind were gone as he was faced with her. She has dark auburn hair that reached past her shoulders, small lips that curled into a thin smile, and eyes that expressed her immense disgust and anger for what she had labeled him in her mind - one of the reasons for the destabilization of her kingdom. He wants it all, all of what she offers. Her beauty, her brilliance, her frailties... at that moment he realized, he wanted all of her.
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Mirrorbound

In the busting city of Chars, a young graduate wandered the streets, searching for any job that might help him pay down his mounting student debt and get his life on track. But day after day, his efforts were met with rejection and closed doors. Disheartened, he finally gave up, finding a spot beneath the warm hues of the setting sun. He sank onto the curb, took a sip of water, and let out a heavy sigh. "What's the point of it all," he murmured, gazing at the fading sky."if I can't even get a fraction of what I want...maybe it'd be easier to just end it." He pushed himself to his feet and started walking, barely paying attention to where he was going. Distracted and lost in thought, he collided with a burly man in the crowd. The stranger, a gangster with a quick temper, wasn't about to let it slide. Before he knew it, fists were flying,and the young man was left battered and bruised, barely clinging to life. As he lay there,broken and bloodied, he felt an odd sense of calm. A small smile crept onto his lips as he looked up at the darkening sky. The gangster froze, unsettled by the young man's smile and the strange glint in his eyes. Then, just as he was about to let go, his eyes opened once more-but now they were could and devoid of emotion, inhuman in their detachment. His wounds began to heal at an unnatural speed as he rose to his feet, casting a chilling gaze at his attacker, who shrank back in horror. With a voice that was low and icy, he asked, "How do you want to die?"
Adams2004 · 3.6K Views
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