THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING
Author: C.E Osaghae
last update2026-03-07 19:49:12

CHAPTER 89:

The Imago went completely still.

The man tilted his head, his visible mouth curving into a cruel smile. "I watched them die, you see. Your mother especially. Beautiful woman. Strong. Fought like a lioness protecting her cubs."

The Imago's hands clenched into fists.

"But in the end," the man continued, his tone almost conversational, "she was just flesh and bone. And flesh tears. And bone breaks."

He took a step closer. "I ripped the heart out of her chest. With my bare hands. Felt i
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