Chapter4

#Chapter4

/"So, what do you say, Seth? Do you really wish to throw away your only shot to live the life you want... Do you prefer being hunted by the past? Tortured by those, who belong bellow you?/" He reached his hand out, waiting for me to shake it probably. I glanced down at his arm, then back at his face.

I felt my jaw clench as I tried to think it through again and again, but my mind refused to work in the fog of rage and hatred. It filled my chest, stronger than ever before, and I could not behold the thought that I could not take my revenge on the people that had wronged me... Why am I the one trying to be decent, when no one ever was to me? I can't refuse, now that I know there is such a chance. I have to take it. What's my soul to me anyway, if I live the way I do now?