Puppet On Strings
Again I was screaming back in my body as the girls were all holding me down. Every fiber of my being was on fire, filled with anger for one person above all. That was because there was something that was deep inside of me that was being brought to the surface.
Rage.
This pain was from the rage I had kept buried away when my first life was ripped away from me. The person who used this Ancient Magic to create this pendant that was now powder in my hand was the one.
Kadeon.
I looked at the girls, and they all had fear in their eyes. I opened my mouth to say something, but it came out as a roar that shook every fiber of my being.
I then looked down at the charm and saw it was nothing more than dust. The person who created this pendant was alive, and I knew who it was.
"Cancer..." I said softly, remorse running through me as much as rage did. Clearly, he was using her, but what was Kadeon's angle?