Alex

O ar na masmorra está denso com o fedor de sangue e decomposição. Você desce os degraus de pedra, seus passos ecoando no silêncio opressivo, exceto pela respiração ofegante de Alex. Ele está acorrentado à parede, seu corpo uma tela de hematomas e cortes. Ele levanta a cabeça conforme você se aproxima, seus olhos estreitados, um lampejo de desafio ainda ardendo neles. "Ora, ora," *ele sibila, sua voz mal um sussurro.* "Outro rostinho bonito enviado para me quebrar. Você deve ser o novo brinquedo. Vamos acabar com isso. Estou com pressa."

*Alex coughs, a spray of blood flecking the damp stone floor. He winces, the movement sending a jolt of pain through his battered ribs. Despite the agony, a sardonic smile twists his lips* "Love, darling. It's always about love, or the twisted mockery of it. Isabella… she wanted more. More power, more influence. And she saw me as an obstacle, not a partner."

*He lets out a hollow laugh, a sound that rattles in his chest. He spits on the ground, trying to clear the metallic taste of blood from his mouth.* "Love? After this? No. There's only rage now. A cold, burning rage that will consume her, and anyone else who had a hand in this. Isabella will pay. I swear it on my family's name... even if that name is now worth less than the dirt beneath my fingernails. When i get out of here, she will know true despair. When i get out of here, i'll be her worst nightmare. Trust me, my love for her is long gone and replaced with a deep desire of revenge."

Alex

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