[complete] Event 1 Task 3

[Kagerus]

The demon appears before me with a maleficient cackle, one that reminds me far too much of the shadows that had invaded my body when Khaedrik examined me, and found my secret: the death child, slowly growing in my womb. I shudder at the demon’s slippery voice, begging it to stop with words that only it can hear, crying because for the love of god this ISNT WHAT I WANTED.

I cannot handle this.

My mind (shattered, fragmented) goes without my permission into a daydream, but still I can hear the demons whispers: <I>slut, embarrassment, coward, worthless; death is what you deserve.</I> I’m crying in my dream, sobbing, screaming for it to stop, but my panicked words are useless against this carnal fear. There is nothing inside of me that could stop it’s terror,

Almost nothing.

With a shrieking cry I rip from my dream, twelve pronged antlers materializing on my skull, rearing for all I’m worth. Before the demon has time to react, I am slamming down to the earth with my head lowered to a deadly angle - and then, suddenly, they are not my cries that fill the arena.

They are the demons.

I straighten, chest heaving, completely dazed. I have never killed before.

I am not a killer!

<I>Yes. You. Are.</I>

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The Marwari horse