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ABYSS OF THE SEAS
Prologue
I am wronged. I am broken. I am lost.
In the depths of my despair, I realised I was the sacrifice.
I was the one.
Not him.
I was the one corrupted from the inside out. So horribly rotten and driven by hate. I was the one everyone feared with a look, divine glow leaking from my eyes.
Not him.
I was the one used like a weapon, broken down, an empty shell of what remains.
What did that leave me?
How can I redeem myself after my awful deeds? How can she look at me the same way, in the eye, after I crushed her heart. After I tore her apart with a powerful broken promise.
A knife to the heart.
Now, I am hollow walking corpse, desperate for even the smallest chance of rewriting myself, since the universe has already forgotten I exist. I am undeserving of any memory, any love. My existence is a mistake that must be erased.
I don’t deserve their love. I don’t deserve any love.
For a villain like me will never be seen as a hero.
Trapped in laughter. Trapped in joy.
Those aren’t for a villain like me.
I am undeserving.
I am a villain for all the terrible deeds I have done.
No return.
What was done is done.
I was their hope, their knight in shining armour.
They looked up to me when they needed guidance while I stabbed their backs.
I just wish she will give me a chance. I wish he will give me a chance
I will be better.
Their memories will always be the worst of me, but I’ll change that. Their glares, anger will be the fuel to push me through.
Night.
Day.
It passes.
It found me.
My story was never purely black of white. I reside in both in shades of grey. Too broken to be pure, too loving to be dark.
Can they forgive me?
Now I can only hope they accept me for what I have become.
No longer the same; I strive each day to be better, not just for myself but for all those who perished under my command.
His command.
Now my story will continue. A miracle given by the fates. I strive to bring positive impact to the ones I’ve failed.
I shall show the demigods how far I have come. I am not corrupted. Not anymore.
Let her see that I was good. I was!
I never meant to fight her!
Both of them.
She is grace. The storm is loyal to its own. Chasing down her loved one and lose to death.
Time is fragile. It’s limited.
Still, I carry the weight of my past, but I refuse to let it dictate my life. I will earn back his faith. Her faith. The feeling of guilt will no longer eat myself from the inside because I will crawl out the shadows and wield my power for the greater good.
The battles I’ve faced, the games I played no longer matter. The chess set can gather dust, for I have resurrected my own will my heart and soul. Even if others still perceive me as the villain.
Let them know I tried for redemption.
Please.
That’s all I ask of you.
Wish may be granted, Broken One.
All I ask you is to become one of us and you shall be reunited with them again.
Bring me the Violent Prideful one.
Then he will come.
The storm.
The one you wish to receive forgiveness from.
You know what to do.
Bring them to my hand.
I will not harm them I only ask for their guidance.
Bring me the Liquid Bender.
THE BLOOD OF THE SEA ~
HEED THE NIGHTS CALL-
A sharp pinch in the arm woke Annabeth Chase with a start.
Seas a little prequel here :)