AUVINE

Alexander, the Prince of the Sea whose power has not yet been brought out of him, came to know the reality of his existence that could lead to his demise.

Hade, the Prince of Fire. He despises all of which who comes from the sea. Scarred by the death of his mother, he finds comfort, in the arms of the Alexander, the son of the person that killed his mother. 

"I'm sorry. For loving you."
"And I'm sorry, that you hurt me."


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The Broken Prince (BL)

"That boy has quite the temper." I stood up from where I was slumped before and looked at Abigor who had a smirk on his face.


I did not bother to comment on his remark as it was pointless. He turned his back against me and started to walk deep into the darkness. Despite the chills that I felt and the fear that was brewing in the pit of my stomach, I took a step forward and started to follow him. Unlike before, the warmth did not disappear as I got deeper into the void. Everything was pitch black and was silent. Eerily silent.


I jumped when I heard a faint scream that came out of nowhere. I looked around and only then did I realize that the deeper I ventured with the devil, the more he exposes his true self. The place that only contained the two of us were now starting to get crumpled. For as every step I took, more and more body stared to appear and they were not even pleasing to look at.


I could see decaying corpses that were still moving, I could see chained wrist as many of them screamed in pain and yet I couldn't see anything that could've cost it. Their cries sounded like they were just begging for death so that the torture that they were experiencing would stop.


The fear I felt grew even more with the moments that have passed. A pathway started to appear on the middle of the dark void and I figured that I was walking on it while these tortured souls were on each side of the path. I could see all kinds of suffering. I screamed when I saw a man hanged himself on the frail tree. It didn't break for as the man started to ran out of breath, the tree started to grow leaves and then burned into the ashes. The man came back and hanged himself again.


I looked around me and then I realized that all that was happening were short tortures but were being repeated when they thought that it was already finished. I then started to smell rotten flesh and before I knew it, the void that was dark and cold has now become a fiery pit of suffering. Everything was in flames and the only thing left untouched was the pathway that I was in and the lone throne that sat on the middle of this suffering where Abigor sat with his head laid on his arm.


"The truth won't crawl over there Alexander. You need to come to it."


CHAPTER 33