Prologue

In this world, should I have anything to value? Should I care about living my life or being alive, about changing the world or saving it? Should I care about what's just and right? Should I even care about life or death?

Aside from that, I only had one thing I value, a friend... her.

But, I couldn't measure by words how much I wanted to kill her.

I locked her on the corner and stabbed my sword to the wall. My sword pierced through the wooden thick walls, its shards and dusts fell down, some hurting her, some hurting me. Her light blue eyes shone through the darkness. But, mine shone brighter than hers. My soft violet lights were visible on her cheeks and my shadows ruled this room.

Wounds and scars covered all of our skins. Blood came out from everywhere. My body and hers. But, hers were even worse.

Our inner souls are tired, but my rage was still as raging as before. I gripped my sword tighter.

"You're my only family," I sighed and bent down, rubbing my hair, smiling. Her betraying me made me thinking... what is family anyways? "So, what should I do to my only family, then?"

"I'm sorry, Cora," She said, still putting up a fierce face. But, her tears were dropping one by one. I never saw it before. From all those years I've known her, this was the first time.

I raised my eyebrows and sneered.

This was the first time I'm willing to kill someone, not because of lust, but hatred and the aching of heart. My heart thumped faster and faster. The urge inside of me was strong. Was this the feeling of those disgusting killers? The feeling of letting your emotions control you. I chuckled. I always thought they're pathetic, guess I was pathetic.

"Tell me honestly, is this what you want? Is your power not strong enough? Maddie?" I asked, softly and sarcastically.

The look on her face, the pretending to be strong look... How I wanted to puke. I was so sick of it.

I pulled my sword and stabbed her. Her blood burst out from her stomach and scattered on my face, tainting my clothes. Her eyes widened and blood poured out from her mouth. Yet my eyes shone brighter.

"Listen, I'm sorry" She muttered, her face was covered by her own blood as she squirmed in pain, gasping of air.

I widened my eyes slightly. The audacity that she had to speak was incredible. I touched my sword to her chess and pushed it until it broke her bones and pierced her whole body. She gripped my sword as she screamed silently. Her eyes grew dimmer as her life started to fade away.

"I'm really sorry, Cora," she cried, her tears weren't stopping but it's getting worse. Her face showed nothing but pain.

I wheezed and laughed. "Darling, don't lie to me," I muttered then, performed a smile as sweetly as I could muster. I should smile for her last seconds of her life, right?

I pulled my sword slowly away from her chess and her blood scattered out everywhere. I couldn't explain how much I enjoyed the sight and its beautiful smell.

"Cora, thank you," Maddison whispered, smiling as she lied on the ground, looking up to me as I stood back up. She stopped moving and the light in her eyes were gone and all that's left was black. Shadows. Her face became paler.

"For the light of Davenshora, dark arts should be perished," I said, and I stabbed her in the head. The crack of her skull was very audible, blood poured out even more. Her head was like a fountain with never ending red coloured water. "And all whom possessed it, shall not live long to see glory,"

And that's the story on how Maddison Blanche, died in the hands of me. Louise Caliban.

I stared at the mark besides her.

Rhys, Undo shadows. The dark room immediately turned brighter in my eyes. I looked at Maddie for a little longer.

Should we clean the body? She looks awful.– Rhys.

She was my inner soul.

No, Rhys… Let her be.

I placed my sword near my waist and went away. I didn't know back then, How could I know her little lies or her plans? How could I know that I was unconscious that time, that something was controlling me?