Richter Snow - Depravity

Sensing the pulse of Heaven and Earth, fall into harmony at the seven circles taken by Yura and Arsene Snow from a great distance within Larisa's bedroom. I covered my mouth as blood gushed from my lips.

"Richter," She muttered hollowly as I turned to the lifeless eyes of Larisa, watching a small virtual of herself lost to lust. On her knees, she stood within the image, drooling as he ran her through, making her beg. She was calling my name, screaming it. But Arsene was laughing as he played with her without remorse.

"Turn it off," I repeated weakly, unable to take any more of her scream of pleasure. Her fingers rand through the image, rewinding it for the seventh time. "I said turn it off!" I howled, whipping my hand through the air, cracking my palm over her cheeks. She flew out of bed and through the walls as her blood gushed over my palm.

"WHORE!!!" I cried, rushing after her body as it tumbled through her estate. Charging at her, I stomped down upon her gut. Where I knew Arsene shot his devil seed. She coughed up a mouthful of blood as tears raced from her eyes. "Whore! WHore WHore! Why?! Huh! WHY!!!" I cried, stomping down till her ribs cracked and bits of organs raced from her lips.

"Richter, " She bitterly wept, wrapped in tears stained with blood that raced down her cheeks. Her pale lips, dripping with blood, opened, "I'm sorry. I-I-I didn't know."

"You didn't know what my cock felt like? What my kiss felt like?" I uttered in disbelief, falling over her body. I ripped the clothing off her chest and gazed upon her bruised body, " You fucked him. You choked over his cock, while calling my name. " I roared as she turned her head, burning up with a shame. "How many times did you cum? How many times did you scream for more?"

"Please." She whimpered, "Please stop! I-I-I can't." She cried, trembling in broken light.

It wasn't her fault I knew it; I was sure of it. But. But was she not a cultivator? Was she not a strong woman who had a level mind? How could she not know? How could she not tell it was Arsene? She knew it; she had to, right?

How many years were we together? How much did I confide in her? I did everything for her! EVERYTHING!!!!!

Pushing my hands through her lips and down her throat, I ruthlessly screamed, "BITCH!!!!!" causing her body to convolve. Gagging over my arm, her eyes grew wide as slobber and blood raised over my palm, "You love this, don't you? You're a fucking whore!" I cried till she vomited over my palm as she shook.

"P!~F: Ee~~!" She pleaded as I pulled out, disgusted by her very existence.

Gasping for air, I spat upon her face, "You disgust me. What was the point of all of this? If it were rape, I would understand. If he had somehow manipulated you, I would get it, but all he did was change his appearance. Yet you could not tell. You didn't know who I was. After all these years." I weakly muttered, falling to my bottom.

Curling into a pitiful ball as vomit continued to escape her lips, Larisa shivered as her cries continued to echo.

Looking out up into the barren ceiling of Larisa's manner, a wry chuckle rushed from out of me, "He just got married, and they are trying for a kid—Yura the princess of the Celestrial Palace, and my master daughter." I said, shaking my head, and turned to notice her dim eyes. "I gave you a letter. I told you I would be back. I said I love you. But here we are? You ended up spreading your legs to my brother. My little brother of all people. My enemy, the enemy of everyone."

"I-I-I didn't know," She once again repeated, as if I had not heard that line before or as if that makes it better.

"You did not know." I softly repeated, lowering my head, "The fact that you thought that was me makes me more heartbroken than ever." Letting the air rush from my lungs, I looked at her and eyed her body, stained by another. "Just kill yourself. I won't kill you. It's beneath me. A washed-up whore known by the bed of chaos for spreading her legs to Arsene Snow is useless. If you don't, I am sure your father will abandon you or maybe just sell you on auction."

"Don't. Anything but that! What if he comes after me again." She suddenly cried, trembling as though she was a victim. "Arsene is out there. Please don't leave me! Please! Don't abandon me!"

Standing to my feet, a wisp of celestial divinity cleaned the vomit off my arm as I narrowed my eyes towards Larisa. "I don't care anymore. I just don't care. We are done. Kill yourself, or run to Arsene, spread your legs to him or anyone else. It's not my problem." I uttered darkly, leaving as her cries echoed into my head.

Letting the tears pool from my eyes the moment I left her manner, I touched upon my chest, which felt like a blade had just dug out my heart. I slowly turned to Arsene and Yura standing upon the altar, holding each other.

"He took it all," I muttered, coughing up another mouthful of blood. My throat grew ablaze, and my eyes stung the longer I gazed upon them. "He took it all once again. This land, my woman, even my name. He took it all."

"I warned you, did I not?" A soft voice filled with heartbreak responded, "It was your arrogance that blinded you." my uncle said, materializing like a phantom before my eyes. He sighed and shook his head, patting my shoulders. "My boy, you are a fool."

Falling into his arms, tears raced from my eyes as I bellowed in Eroma's arms. Holding me tightly, he patted my back, "I know you will go after him. I know you will do all you can to kill him, and I know I cannot diswayed you, but listen to me for once." He said as my heart bled.

"You will lose if you fight with Arsene, as you are now. Hide your identity and join the Holy Swords. Leave behind your name and train. Train till you can challenge him or forgive him. I will not side between you two, but I will help whomever needs it when I can."