CHAPTER 1

There are darkness and monsters within ourselves. The lack of joy in our life is going to be inevitable at some point in your life. The lack of sunshine in your day is going to be fearful at some point in your life. Nobody is scared of the dark, people are scared of what hides within the darkness. What monster's are going to jump out of the depth and scare you?

Death is a scary and dark monster but so is time. That unstoppable force that doesn't wait for nobody. Fighting against time is impossible, it's a waste of your time. We say goodbye and go to sleep, nothing happens to us and we will be able to see our loved ones when we wake up. There is so many last chances one misses when they take time for granted. Like it there for our abundant use. It's not.

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Claire's need to get out of this dark and enclosed space worked their way up her throat. Her empty stomach growled loudly to let it's owner know that it needs food or water. It's the 2nd day and Claire wishes someone will come and take her out of these high walls and iron bars. The screams of to****ed people echoes through the walls and no matter how much she presses her hands against her ears she can hear them deep in her bones. 

The creaking and rattling of the unhinged main metal door opens up and someone's shoes stomps on the floor angrily. The door to Claire's confinement opens up and a man with his face half disfigured and and wrinkled came up to Claire's curled up body in the corner. HIs hands roughly wrapped around her elbow and pulled her up.

The man's tongue slowly drags through his lower lips, eyeing her up and down like she is a prey. He walked up front and dragged Claire through the dark and dingy hallways. Her half-torn dress from the beating dragged through the grim and blood. 

Soon they reached another door and he pushed it open, revealing Sylvie and her maid and then another slim women standing next to a table. The man pushed Claire harshly, causing her to fall and land in front of Sylvie.

"Careful, Arthur! Help her up and strip her!"

When she first heard that sentence years ago, she was horrified, but she later learned that it was to take measurement of her body yet the horrible feeling of the man's hand rubbing all over her body made her disgusted in herself.

This Arthur man was no different. Claire shivered when he was close to touching her but one look from Sylvie was enough for him. She is not a good person whatsoever, it is with her knowledge the "activities" down here goes one.

"Measure her. Quick."

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On the other side of the town, the Duke of Carlister looked at the man in front of him. His nose was broken, few of his fingers and nails were missing, there are deep knife wounds and whip marks across his body, he was covered in blood and hanging on the edge of a pool filled with piranhas. 

"I will never tell you who planned it! Torture me all you want, but I am not going to give you the satisfaction!" the man screamed through his painful voice

"It quite sad if you think just because you are not going to give me information I am going to let you live." the duke said, without hesitation. With that, he pushed the already half dead corpse of a man sitting on the chair fall backwards. Filling the hungry stomach of the vicious piranhas

"Ajax, prepare the army to invade the Late Viscount's mansion and send a letter to Ezlyn to let him know."

"Right away, my lord."

"She might still be that 2-year-old girl, Killian." the words of his butler, Atlas, echoed in his mind but the time has changed and this is his chance to get revenge.