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Opportunities and options had both closed and opened as the chocolate coated beast had been chased out of Dahlia with angry members hot on his tail. Things had not truly changed, though it was a shame that he could not destroy several lives at once as easily as he could when he was the Rosen of the pack. Now, glowing blue glared intensely at the young, silver coated youth. Sharp, decaying daggers were hid behind dark lips and relaxed muscles, but were regardless ready to strike out if the boy decided to have second thoughts openly. Immortal he was, but he was no mind reader. He had been a master of treacherous masks, but once it had slipped off he no longer cared to pretend. There was too much madness inside him now. He had known the game well, but not even his creepy glare could peel off the layers of fake on a well trained creature’s face. Immortal, yes, but parts of Haku Soul was still the mortal canine.
The boy’s eyes were large when he turned to his cruel sire, and yellow teeth flashed abruptly, though not lunging at the boy as they usually did amongst Haku’s victims. The boy took a few steps forwards and the large secui moved in behind him, pushing the boy further forward to the dying man. This was just another of the thousands of worthless creatures walking these lands. He would not be missed—most of them weren’t. So many disappeared from the face of the earth and no one noticed the devil stalking amongst the commoners. Well, they did, but they so rarely raised a finger to do something about it. Yes, Haku was hunted and banished, but his cruel deeds continued to take lives. He knew liberty as few did because it was him against the world. King was nothing more than a mortal chosen to be sacrificed for continual horror.
”Not a pretty sight, now is it?” the male grumbled darkly, though in his eyes it truly was beautiful. The blood still oozing from wounds and limbs shattered beyond repair. Beautiful. Would the boy ever be able to see the world as he did before he was devoured by the beast? If not, then it was such a shame. The adult’s muzzle pushed the boy roughly forward, wanting the Dahlian child to stumble into the blood soaked ground and drown in the heavy fragrance of the red liquid.
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