Chapter 138

My glow intensified along with my rage, and I jumped towards the spider.

Then, I offered it a banquet of agony in which I grew obese with hate. So far I had hidden the animal within me, wasting it and casting it to shadows of my own creation, rotting beneath my golden beauty.

I tore the spider's limbs one by one with the ruthlessness of a starving predator.

Its screeches became the chorus of its requiem, the instruments of the waltz that would inevitably break its body. Like a puppet controlled by a child, its movements were erratic and indistinct.

Nothing more than a toy for my entertainment, I thought while butchering the creature.

My spear moved with brutal accuracy, the blade whistling through the air and singing its demise.

Why do spiders scare me? I wondered, slashing its thorax and tearing it open with my hands.