Every step I took felt like a mountain crushing me, the weight of my past exploding in my heart with every movement. The darkness inside me feasted on that very pain, feeding on it, growing stronger little by little.
"Soul Harvest..."
The words escaped me without command, and all the human souls suddenly flew toward me, forcing their way into my mouth. The vile taste of human flesh assaulted my tongue, making me nearly gag.
I felt a deep wave of revulsion, not just at the act but at how familiar the taste had become. The realization churned in my stomach, making it all the worse.
I was terrified. The dark entity within me had grown strong—strong enough to use my skills without my permission.
How dare you! I screamed inwardly, my voice laced with rage and disgust. But the entity only laughed, an eerie, tormenting sound echoing in my mind. It always waited for the worst moments to assert itself, to remind me of its hold over me.
"We must grow stronger, by any means..."
