End of the Dark Era Ch 4

The Dark Era
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The never ending pain it caused to millions of beings, for the loss of loved ones, made the hatred for this creature never-ending.  It was, however, not immortal, even if its hatred let it live much longer than it should. But it could be hurt, and those, who tried to balance out the world, and defeat evil, knew that.

It was just another time, for her, in the endless darkness; there was no time, no days, no years. When the creature merged out of the darkness, she could see it was injured. It was bleeding out of its left eye hole, scars covering its body, and black blood oozing out of its wounds.

The hatred and fury in the creature, blinded it, controlled it, fueling its hatred to all and any living being in the universe. The soft a caring touch on its flesh came as a surprise, so much that it didn't know how to react. When it looked to see where the feeling came from, it saw the girl, carefully tending to its wounds.

This unnatural feeling, something it had been deprived of for centuries, the care and loving it received from this girl. This girl, who it hurt, who it had shown the terrors it commuted, whose loved ones it had killed, for it to be tending to it while in its weakened state, and taking the chance to gain revenge, it was, unnatural.

And yet, as it lay there, it found something it had long thought lost, a way to resist evil, even though it knew it had gone to far to return to what it once was, the love, freedom, and belonging, something it had longed for without realizing it.

And yet...