"It has been a week since then…" Midnight muttered under her breath as she lay on her bed, her crimson hair spread in all directions.
"A week, and I am still thinking about it…" she gritted her teeth. Each time she remembered how she was moments away from dying, only to be saved by Zaroth at the last moment, her heart seemed to increase its beats.
"Stupid!" she scolded herself as she got up and brewed herself some coffee.
Coffee truly was a miracle, no matter if you were a human or a demon, it all worked the same.
Midnight sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. Ever since she drank the blood of the Purifiers that had tried to kill her, she was stronger, faster… and more alluring.
She was slowly getting closer to her goal, she was slowly evolving.
'And one of my kind is dead. That is good,' she thought as she changed her clothes and went outside. It was time for the lectures.
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