Chapter CXXXII: Shadows of Destiny
Walking through the streets of Rome had always calmed me in the past, but today, the shadows felt heavier, and the city's roar was deafening. Every sound irritated me, every glance brought back memories of indifference and betrayal. Deep within, I knew I had to find a definitive solution for this architect, this unexpected adversary who had infiltrated my life, whose mere presence seemed to destabilize my entire existence.
I thought of my angel. Would he approve of my intentions? So many times, he had guided my steps toward the light, standing above me, watching over my decisions. And yet, now I feel my conscience shaken by this hatred growing within me, transforming into something I can barely control. If my angel tells me I'm wrong, I'll accept it—but until then, I'll prepare.