A Smile Lost In Time [2]

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Amon's vision darkened, taking away that gruesome scene from his sight.

Darkness enveloped him whole, leaving him alone in the black space.

But right now, his mind was a mess.

The Smile….

That eldritch horror…

Was Derek—a human.

He couldn't wrap his head around this new information.

"At that time, the only thing that coursed through my head was my wish for them." A hoarse echoing voice resounded in the space.

Amon's head turned, finding the horror standing there.

With long emaciated legs, its arms stretched out far, with multiple claws protruding.

A large jaw that stretched into a wide smile, showing off its dirty bloody long teeth.

"You are…" Amon's voice trailed off.

"Yes human, I'm Derek." He said, looking straight into Amon's gaze with its hollow pearly white eyes.

"Or….as you may know me"

"The Smile."