Is it all over now? Sylvaris floated alone in the void, the darkness pressing around him like a cold blanket, the world that had just crumbled now nothing more than fading echoes in his mind. The memory was gone. Aureve was gone. But he hadn't returned to reality, not yet... He hovered somewhere in between, suspended in silence, weightless and alone… but unsurprisingly, not even slightly shaken.
I had no idea a woman like her would carry so much pain… hiding it behind that confident smirk and sharp tongue like it was armor. But maybe… maybe that's for the best. His lips curled slightly, eyes narrowing in the dark as he crossed his arms behind his head. Since I plan to become the next Demon Lord, it's only right that I have a woman like her by my side. Someone who knows how to burn… and still beg.
He let out a soft laugh, low and amused, the kind that rumbled from the chest like smoke.
