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Chapter 2

Aryze, spoke to Harkan this time, and demanded answers.He was, not giving
about them, as she had suspected he would be. She asked that Harkan, rethink
his cruel ways, expecting to be scoffed at. She was, as she thought he
wouldbut she was completely disappointed. Deep down, even after all that
Harkan had done to hershe cared about him, but she would not admit this,
even to herself.

She argued with Harkan, for quite some time, trying to show him that his ways
will only end in a very bad way. He was not convinced.and eventually she
came desperate and angry, especially after she had found out that he had
stolen her soul. She cursed at him and threatened to kill him, if he did not
give her essence back, but Harkan refused.

As she continued to threaten Harkan, and insulting him, Harkan became even
crueler than he was, and threatened to give the life force to his Lord, the
Leviathan. This was to be one of the worse fates, one can imagine. This
beast, could control you completely if he had your life force. Harkan,
finally tried to summon this beast, but something was interfering, time was
given to her, but Harkan was convinced that Aryze would be dead by the end of
the week.

But even, when he considered something so cruel, he begged an elf, Feichin,
to aid Aryze, to protect her in this time of need. It is hard to tell what
his true intentions wereby asking him to do such a thing, but perhaps deep
down, he did have some flicker of humanity, or perhaps he had just wanted
people to think that he did.

Time continued, and Harkan still had the flask containing Aryze's essence, he
had seemed to forget to give the essence the flaskbut even then Aryze began
to be tormented. Hate for herselffor not hating the fiend began to consume
her. Slowly, shefelt the undying guilt grow within her, eating her away.
She could not escape it, everywhere she went, this feeling would be there,
destroying her slowly.

She began to despair as hope began to fade, but she still clinged on to hope,
for perhaps her dear Atchertene would be able to help her.But he, instead,
was angry that Aryze did such a thing, and even shut himself to her. This
had devastated the already broken girl.She cried, again, but not for
essencebut for the lost of her best friend. How can she feel so alone? So
horrible? It was unthinkable.and yet she still did not hate the beast.
This fact alone made her conflicted. How can she care about a thingso
foul? She could not tell, but all she knew, is that she would never, ever
aid the beast in his plans, whatever they were.