Forsaken By Demons and Gods

In the gallery of emotions, revenge painted a mural of conflicting hues — the deep red of anger, the ashen gray of betrayal, and the pitch black of wounded pride. It was an art form born of pain, each stroke a testament to the scars etched on the canvas of his heart.

Lilium's journey starts. In the realm of relentless pursuit, his dreams were fragile vessels sailing through tempests of adversity. Each storm weathered, each obstacle conquered, only revealed a more treacherous sea ahead. The horizon, promising salvation, danced just out of reach, taunting him with the allure of what could never be seized.