He appeared in a pitch-black void. Beings of cosmic scale fought before his eyes. They fought and fought. Fought against the unending swarm. An endless multitude of amorphous flesh. Morphed into tentacles, morphed into worms, morphed into bubbles, morphed into flesh, flesh and flesh. These beings came from the deep, from the depths of the cosmos, from the chambers of the chaos. They plucked out planets, They plucked out stars, They plucked out galaxies. They were...

The Nine Monarchs Beyond The Veil

Careen let out a soft whimper and collapsed atop Vincent. 


“Are you hurt?” Vincent touched her forehead and parted her glistening hair to one side, revealing her sublime visage that was drenched in her own predicament. 


“No…I…I was just!” she responded and quickly climbed up from his chest. 


“Vincent! You are asking too many questions again! Just be quiet!” she bent her body and faced Shyreiana once more with her rare ever blushing countenance. “I…what…should I do…now?” 


“What?! Are you serious?!” Shyreiana exclaimed. 


“Please! Help me this once!” Careen requested. 


“Enough! This is getting ridiculous,” Vincent held into her waist and stood up from the ground. 


Bam! He pinned her against the wall and clasped her hands in a tight grip, “Had about enough of your nonsense for the past few days.” 


“Sorry…I was… a bit confused.” 


“Oh? So even you can act like a lost maiden sometimes?” 


The Other Side Of Desires.