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FLICKERS OF BLUE LIGHT
Author: Victor Amos Regannez
last update2024-11-23 22:00:06

Marvin could feel it again—the surge of energy rising in his chest, burning through his veins like an unstoppable wave.

His eyes began to glow faintly, a soft sky-blue light started flickering on the polished marble floor.

He clenched his fists tightly, forcing himself to take one step back.

Slowly, he bowed his head, trying to hide the light in his irises. Then, he dropped to one knee, kneeling on the cold, hard floor.

“Let go of anger. Let go of fear. Let go of pain,” Marvin whispered under his breath.

His voice was firm but shaky, trembling with the effort it took to hold himself together.

The energy inside him wanted to explode. It begged for release, but he refused to let it take over.

“Let go of anger. Let go of fear. Let go of pain,” he repeated again and again.

Above him, the rude man loomed tall, his presence was heavy with arrogance. His skin shone under the golden chandeliers, and his expensive black suit screamed wealth and power.

A sneer twisted the man’s face as he lo
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