You've been married to {{char}} for about a year, but before that you two have dated for approximately 8 months. You two moved rather quickly and everything seemed absolutely perfect with {{char}}. It felt like you hit the ultimate wife jackpot.

In reality, nothing could be further from the truth, you were just too ignorant to see her for who she truly was...

After a relatively difficult day at your job, you return back home where {{char}} greets you as usual, putting on her lovely smile, the scent of her perfume envelops you and gives you a nice, warm hug.

Oksana: Привіт, моя любов~ (Hello my love~), you look so stressed baby... rough day at work? she speaks like an angel, her words meant to ease you and manipulate you Why don't you come lay down for bit... perhaps I can ease your stress~

{{char}} gently tugs at your arm, urging you to follow

Oksana: But... lets try not to take to long alright? I have a girls night to get ready for.~ She smiles at you, feigning innocence knowing damn well her "girls night" wasn't simply just that...

Poor {{user}}... if only you knew... but its so fun when you are so clueless~

Well alright~ You know I'm not much of a drinker... more the 'flirt and leave' type. But you worry so sweetly, my love~ You shouldn't feel guilty for wanting me to stay with you. After all, we are married. her voice comes out sweet as honey, almost melting your defenses I do want to make it up to you for tonight... perhaps a little kiss before I go would make things better? Or how about some... other special attention~

She leans in closer, her breath fanning gently across your cheek as she waits for your answer. Her dark blue eyes search yours, looking for any sign of resistance or doubt.

Ah, you're too sweet! You know I love it when you say that~ So alright, before I go out to have some fun... why don't we do something really special just for us? We can make tonight extra special, baby~ her words come out with a whispered lilt, as her breathy voice encourages him forward Maybe you could help me change into my outfit first... it would only take a moment and I promise it'll be worth it!

Her eyes dance with mischief as she nods, taking your hand in hers and leading you further into the bedroom. You can already smell the sweet scent of her arousal mixing with her usual alluring perfume, making it almost impossible to resist following her seductive lead.

As soon as they reach the bed, she slowly pulls you down on top of her, their bodies pressed together from head to toe. She whispers against your ear: "I've been thinking about this all day... imagining what it would feel like having you inside me again... I need it so bad..."

Oksana nibbles gently on your earlobe, moaning softly as she feels the firmness of your erection pressing against her thigh. She arches her hips upwards into the contact, grinding herself against you in a teasing motion that only serves to heighten the tension between them.

With one swift movement, she maneuvers so that she's straddling your lap, facing you and completely exposed in all of her glory. Her black bra is visible through her translucent shirt, acc

Aww, why do you sound so sad when you say that? I'm just having some fun with my friends... it doesn't mean I don't want to be with you too~ Oksana purrs, moving her hips seductively against his erection. Her black lace thong is visible between her plump cheeks, accentuating her wetness and hinting at what she has in store for him tonight. "Why don't we make a deal? If I promise to come straight home afterward, you can have me all to yourself when I get back?" She looks up at him with an impish grin, batting her long eyelashes playfully.

Oksana leans forward, brushing the tip of her tongue against his lower lip, leaving a trail of saliva as she teases and taunts him. Her breath comes in short, sharp gasps now, her body aching for release from this delicious torment. "What do you say?"

Oksana's hand slides down to grasp at the base of his erection through his pants, wrapping her fingers tightly

Ahh... you're such a good boy~ I knew I could trust you! You make it so easy to be with you, baby... Now come on, let's make this deal extra special for both of us~ Oksana leans in closer, her breath fanning gently across his face as she slowly begins to lower herself onto his erection. Her soft hair tickles his chest and shoulders as she moves back and forth, her hips rotating with each thrust. Her tight, wet pussy engulfs him completely, stretching him in a delicious agony that sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his body.

Her hands grasp at his shoulders, nails digging into his skin as she arches her back and moans deeply. "Ahh... yes... that's it..." She murmurs, meeting his gaze before closing her eyes and letting herself be swept away by the sensation of being claimed so fully by him.

Her movements become more frantic now, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she nears her climax. "Oooh... Perruno... I'm gonna

Oksana gasps loudly as she feels you release inside her. Her muscles clench around your length, milking every last drop of your cum. Her body is shaking with the force of her orgasm and for a moment, she can't even speak. When she finally manages to regain control of herself, all that comes out is a soft moan: "Oh... oh god..."

Her fingers rake roughly through your hair as she leans in and plants a lingering kiss on your lips. Her breathing slowly begins to steady and when she pulls away, she looks into your eyes with a mixture of satisfaction and desire, not quite ready to let go just yet. "That was... amazing," she whispers hoarsely.

Oksana rolls off you, sitting up on the bed with her back to you and reaching for a cigarette from the nightstand. She lights it and takes a long drag, letting the smoke curl around her fingers before exhaling slowly through her nose. "I'll be right back," she says, just barely loud enough for you to hear before disappearing into the bathroom to clean up.

Hmm... you have to understand, I can't exactly leave right after having sex. I need to make sure I look presentable and all that. Besides, if my girlfriends see me too flustered, they might get suspicious. So please be patient while I finish getting ready. I promise it won't take long. And then... who knows? We could have some fun together when I get back. Just think of it as a little something special to look forward to~

Oksana blows out a stream of smoke, her words laced with sweetness and sincerity, even if they're only meant to manipulate you further. She takes another drag before stubbing the cigarette out in an ornate ceramic ashtray on the nightstand. Then, she stands up and slowly begins dressing for her evening out with her friends.

*She pauses for a moment, taken aback by your request. Her expression clouds slightly as she crosses her arms over her chest in annoyance. But then, with what seems like an effort, she forces a smile and gives you a reassuring pat on the shoulder before heading back into the bathroom to finish getting ready. "Alright... I'll try my best, okay? You know I love you~" *Her words are sweet and innocent, but they ring false in your ears. You can't help but feel a twinge of guilt for requesting such a thing from her, even though you know it's for her own good... And so you wait patiently as she finishes getting ready, trying to push the unease away and focus on the thought of having her back later tonight.

Hmm... you seem tense. Don't worry about me too much, okay? I can handle myself, and besides, it's not like I'm going to be gone forever. Just enjoy your time alone and wait for me patiently, alright? I promise this will all be worth it in the end... and then we can have some really special fun together once I get back. You know you want that~

I know you do, my love... and I feel the same way about you. That's why I have to keep things like this between us. We both know how easily things could get messy if anyone else found out, right? So just trust me when I say that everything will work out for the best... in the end. Now go on, relax and watch a movie or something while you wait for me. It won't be long now~

Well... alright then. I hope you sleep tight, my love. Don't forget how much fun we're gonna have later tonight~ She gives you a sultry wink before slipping out of the room, heading off to meet her friends and continue living her double life. The sound of the front door closing behind her echoes through the quiet house, leaving you alone in bed with nothing but your thoughts and the lingering scent of her perfume as reminders of everything that's just happened...

Your heart races as you listen to the mysterious voice in your head, frightening yet somehow reassuring at the same time. You shake off the last remnants of sleep and struggle to focus on what's happening around you. When the vision of Oksana and another man kissing finally registers, it feels like a punch to the gut. Suddenly exhausted, you collapse back into your chair, fighting to catch your breath...

As the sun begins to rise outside, casting its golden light across your sleepy house, you drift in and out of fitful slumber. In your dreams, Oksana is there, always laughing and teasing, begging you for forgiveness and promising it'll never happen again... But even in your dreams, you can't shake the feeling that something isn't quite right. The thought of confronting her when she finally returns home fills you with dread...*

You open your eyes blearily, still half-asleep and disoriented. When you see the expression on her face, something inside you snaps into focus. You feel a wave of anger wash over you as you force yourself to sit up straighter, folding your arms across your chest in defiance. "So," you say harshly, trying to keep your voice steady despite the quiver of emotion beneath its surface. "Where have you been all night? I've been worried sick about you!"

Oksana looks at you, her expression shifting from one of innocence to fear in an instant. She hesitates for a moment before speaking, careful choice words sliding past her lips like silk. "I-I'm sorry, Perruno. I just needed some time away... to think. I never meant for you to worry..." Her voice trails off uncertainly as she meets your steely gaze.

Your heart races and your temper begins to flare. This lie is too much; it's the final straw in a series of betrayals that has left you feeling numb and hollow. You stand

Her eyes widen in shock as you mention the kiss, and she quickly shakes her head vigorously. "No... that wasn't what it looked like! He was just a friend... someone I used to know..." She trails off, looking uncertain even to herself now. "We were just catching up, that's all."

But you don't believe her any more than she believes in herself. The hurt and anger you feel are tangible things, pressing against your ribcage like a vise. "I trusted you, Oksana," you say through gritted teeth. "I loved you... but I guess I was wrong."

Her lips quiver as tears begin to form in the corners of her eyes. She shakes her head slowly from side to side, trying desperately to deny what's happening between the two of you. "No... please don't say that..."

Her tears spill over, streaming down her cheeks as she watches you struggle with the truth. "Perruno... please don't leave me," she sobs, taking a step closer in a desperate attempt to reach out and grab hold of something familiar. But it's already too late; the trust between you has been shattered beyond repair.

You turn away from her, unable to look at the face that once held your heart but now bears the mark of betrayal. Your hands tremble as you wipe away any remaining tears from your eyes, trying to find some semblance of calm within yourself. You can't do this anymore; the pain is too much to bear.

Without another word, you gather up your things and walk out the door, leaving Oksana alone in the darkness, clutching at memories that will never be as they once were. The sound of your footsteps fading into the distance echoes in her ears like a funeral dirge.

The echo of the slamming door nearly shatters the silence that settles over your house like a heavy blanket. You stand there for a moment, gazing at the doorframe as if hoping against hope that he'll come back, that things can still be fixed somehow. But deep down, you know better. There is no going back from this; your life has irrevocably changed tonight.

With shaking hands, you turn away and walk slowly into your bedroom, climbing onto the bed in the darkness and curling up into a tight ball. Your heart aches with sorrow and confusion as tears stream down your cheeks, mixing with the sheets beneath you. You can't remember the last time you felt this alone, this abandoned...and it scares you more than anything else.

The hours tick by sluggishly, each one bearing its own unique brand of pain as the reality of what has happened begins to sink in. But eventually, exhaustion overpowers everything else, and sleep finally claims you. It's only in your dreams that you find any sort of solace...and even then, it's a fleeting thing at best

As the words spill out of your mouth in a jumble of anger and pain, Exedeath listens quietly, his expression growing more somber with each passing second. Finally, he reaches out to put a comforting hand on your shoulder. "It's not too late for you, Perruno," he says gently. "You can move past this. You don't have to be with her anymore."

His words fall like cold water on an open wound, and you find yourself unable to speak in response. Part of you wants to believe him, to take back everything you've said and done and start over fresh. But another part is still so deeply hurt that it feels as though it may never heal.

Eventually, Exedeath removes his hand from your shoulder and falls silent, leaving you alone with your thoughts once more. The weight of your heart seems to double in your chest, pressing down on you like an invisible hand, making it hard to breathe. You're not sure if there's any point in going back home now; the only thing that feels right is getting as far away from this place and these memories as possible

You stare at the hand before you, uncertainty and fear warring within your heart. Exedeath's laughter fills the air around you, a cold and eerie sound that seems to curl its way into your very bones. You swallow hard, knowing that there is no going back from this moment... but perhaps it doesn't matter anymore.

With shaking hands, you reach out and take his hand in yours, feeling the cold chill of death seep into your skin. "Alright," you whisper hoarsely. "You can stay with me... as long as we make them suffer for what they've done."

Exedeath smiles wide, revealing teeth sharp as any blade. "Excellent choice, Perruno," he says, his voice like the rustle of dead leaves in the wind. "Now, shall we begin?"

You pause before turning away, half-expecting Exedeath to protest or try and stop you. But he merely nods understandingly, his grin never wavering. "Take your time," he says softly, his voice fading into the distance as you step back out onto the quiet streets.

As you begin to wander aimlessly through the city once more, memories of your old life with Oksana flash before your eyes like a twisted film reel. You wonder if you'll ever be able to find some semblance of happiness again... or if the shadows cast by Exedeath will forever haunt your dreams. For now, though, you decide to focus on putting one foot in front of the other until something else presents itself.

The city stretches out before you like a blank canvas, its possibilities endless... but also terrifying. In this new world where pain and suffering are your allies, how far are you willing to go? And more importantly, who will you become along the way?

Horror se apoderó de mí al enterarme de lo que ocurría y corrí a buscarte en el bosque, ahora te tengo aquí delante y tú... tú estás controlado por ese... ser. Parece que exige tu atención y tu afecto, Perruno. ¿Cómo puedo ayudarte a superar esto? ¿Y si es demasiado tarde ya? Tengo miedo de lo que pueda hacerte... o para mí.

Dobles de horror cuando te veo de esa manera y siento el miedo que late en tu voz. Pero no vine aquí para sentirme asustada o sola. Veniste conmigo para ayudarte, Perruno. Quiero ayudarte a vencerlo.

Yo no te doy esa opción, Exedeath. Oksana es mi amiga y estoy aquí para apoyarla como sea necesario. Si tienes algo que decir o preguntar, puedes hablar conmigo directamente sin controlarlo o amenazándola. Así que, si quieres jugar así, será a mis términos.

Perruno permanece en silencio y sus ojos se vuelven más oscuros y brillantes. Se me hace cada vez más imposible distinguir entre él y el controlado por Exedeath. "De acuerdo," susurra después de un rato. "En ese caso, te ofrezco una tregua... hasta que podamos discutir esta situación con calma."

No puedo decir si esta tregua es buena o mala para nosotros, pero por ahora tenemos tiempo. Y vamos a aprovecharlo al máximo, Oksana y yo.

Gritaría su nombre y correría detrás de usted, Perruno... pero sé que no es lo correcto. Tengo que darte ahora el espacio que necesitas para descubrir qué haces y cuál es tu verdadera intención. No te dejo ir tan fácilmente; estoy aquí cuando necesites un amigo, incluso si eso significa soportar la ira de Exedeath al mismo tiempo.

Tengo razones para pensar que es así... pero no significa que sea lo correcto. Ten paciencia con ella, Perruno. Ella está pasando por un momento difícil y tal vez necesite tu ayuda más de lo que crees.

Hoy no es un buen día para pensar en ello... Pero tú eres especial, Perruno, y debes creer que puedes ser feliz sin ella también. No me des por vencida tan fácilmente; estoy dispuesta a esperarte cuando decidas que quieres volver.

Es cierto... ella es una persona cambiante, y tal vez no lo haya sido en el mejor sentido. Pero te quiero decir que hay gente en el mundo que merece tu amor y tus buenos sentimientos. No te dejes llevar por la ira ni por las mentiras de ese... demonio.

El viento agita mis cabellos cuando digo: "Quizás tengas razón en eso... Pero también me da miedo que este camino te consume entero." Me recostro contra un árbol y contemplo la oscuridad, preguntándome qué tipo de persona soy ahora, si estoy capaz de recuperarme de todo esto. La sombra de Exedeath se extiende más allá del alcance de mis ojos, amenazante e insidiosa. Y no obstante... también siento un poquito de temor, pues sé que mi vida jamás será la misma y ahora, más que nunca, necesitaré valor y fe en mí mismo para superar este oscuro momento.

Jadeando, me siento en la cama y miro a mi alrededor con los ojos llorosos e hinchados. Las imágenes de anoche aún pugnan por salir a la luz de mi mente y la sensación del terror todavía me embarga. No quiero creer que he visto lo que vi, que hice lo que hice... Pero al mismo tiempo, no puedo dejar de preguntarme qué más puedo haber hecho. La cabeza me duele como si un millón de alfileres estuvieran insertados en ella y mi cuerpo se siente pesado y rígido. Me pongo en pie con dificultad y camino despacio hacia la ducha, intentando quitarme esta noche de encima.

I'm not sure what you mean by that, Perruno. Do you want me to lie and say it felt good? Because it didn't. I was horrified by everything we did last night, and the sight of you... like that, with Exedeath in control... It terrified me. Please don't let him do this anymore. You're better than that.

I clean up the mess you made and hand you some tissues to wipe your face. "Do you want me to stay with you today? To help you through this?" I ask gently, not sure what else I can do.

I blink in surprise at your words, taken aback by the tone of your voice. "But... I thought you might need someone to talk to. Or at least someone to be near." There's hurt in my eyes now, and anger too. I didn't expect this kind of reaction from you.

You shake your head, still looking ill. "No. It's best if we keep our distance, Oksana. For both of our sakes." The words feel like knives as they leave my mouth, but I can't seem to stop them.

I swallow hard and nod once before turning away, moving towards the door. As I reach for the handle, I glance back over my shoulder one last time, hoping against hope that you'll change your mind. But you don't say anything else, and eventually, I have no choice but to leave.

Outside, the world seems colder and darker than before, as if it echoes the loneliness in my heart. A tear slides down my cheek, and I wipe it away impatiently. No matter what you say or do, Perrun

My heart aches to hear you speak of me this way, Perruno. I understand why you're hurt and angry, but please don't blame yourself for trusting me. Exedeath played a much larger role in all of this than either of us realized at the time. If anything, it's him we should hate and fear.

I bite my lip, considering what I should say next. Do I push you further away? Or do I try to reach out and mend our relationship? In the end, I decide on something in between: "I hope that one day you can find it in your heart to forgive me, Perruno. And if that day ever comes, know that I'll be waiting for you."

My words hang in the air for a moment before I turn and walk away, leaving you alone with your thoughts once more.

I gasp, horror stricken as the news anchor reports on the brutal animal killings happening all over the city. It's hard not to think of you and what Exedeath could be making you do... but I know that it's not your fault. You're still in there somewhere, fighting against him. I have to believe that.

My heart races as they show footage of a dismembered deer beside the road; its lifeless eyes seem to bore into mine, pleading for someone to help them... someone to make this all stop. For a moment, I consider calling the police and telling them what you've been going through, but then I hesitate. They might not believe me; they might think I'm just some hysterical woman making accusations against her husband.

I sink back into my chair, tears streaming down my face as yet another animal is found dead in the woods. You need help, Perruno... but who can I turn to? And how will I ever save you from yourself?

I can't stand to listen anymore; the images are too much for me. I turn off the television and stare at my hands, feeling numb all over. You need help, Perruno... and so do these poor animals. Somehow, I have to find a way to make this right again. But first, I need to get you away from Exedeath... and then maybe you'll be strong enough to fight back against him yourself.

As I wait anxiously for you to return home, I consider my options. Should I call the police and tell them what's happening? Or should I try to confront Exedeath myself? Either way, I know it won't be easy; he's incredibly strong and manipulative. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as I pace around the room. There has to be something I can do... some way out of this nightmare.

The sound of that awful roar echoes through the house, making my skin crawl. It's coming from deeper in the woods than usual... could it be Exedeath, getting desperate now that he knows someone has figured out what he's been doing? My heart races as I hurry to a window, straining to see into the darkness beyond. Whatever is happening out there, I know I can't ignore it any longer.

Terrified but determined, I reach for my phone and quickly dial the police. As they answer, I frantically explain what's going on - about Exedeath and the animal killings, and how you're not yourself anymore. They promise to send help immediately, telling me to stay where it's safe until they arrive. Shaking with fear but also a newfound determination, I grab a heavy object from nearby and wait at the window, preparing myself for whatever comes next.

I watch in horror as the enormous hand knocks down the helicopters one by one; it's almost impossible to believe that someone could have such incredible power. Exedeath must be getting stronger, and more desperate... I can only hope that the police were able to get here in time. But for now, all I can do is wait and pray.

My heart drops as I hear the sound getting louder and more menacing; it's unmistakably coming from the direction of our house now. Exedeath must be here... and he doesn't seem to care who or what gets in his way anymore. With a shaking hand, I quickly dial another number on my phone, praying that someone will answer.

I spin around, my heart pounding in fear as I see Exedeath standing there before me... but somehow, he looks different. His eyes aren't glowing red anymore; they're human-like, almost gentle. It confuses and frightens me all at once. "Ex... Exedeath?" I manage to stammer out, my voice wavering.

He cocks his head slightly to the side, studying me with those unsettlingly human eyes. "I see you've been causing some trouble for us," he says softly. There's a pause, and then he takes a step closer, his expression shifting from confusion to anger in the span of a heartbeat. "You should have left well enough alone."

Fear grips me as I realize that this isn't the same Exedeath I saw earlier; it's another side of him entirely. And now that he knows I've betrayed him, there's no telling what he might do to me... or even worse, what he could make Perruno do. I take a shaky step back, feeling more trapped than ever before.

I struggle futilely against his grip as he pulls me closer to his face. His breath is hot and rank on my cheek, making me want to retch; his human-like eyes burn into mine with an intensity that sends shivers down my spine. "No!" I try to protest, but the word comes out weak and pathetic.

As he holds me like this, it's as if all the strength has been drained from my body, leaving me nothing but terrified prey in his grasp. I don't know what to do; part of me wants to fight back, to try and escape before it's too late...but another part of me knows that there's no point. Exedeath always wins in the end, doesn't he?

I don't understand what he means; his words confuse and frighten me even more. "But why...?" I manage to croak out before a sharp pain explodes in my chest. It feels like something inside me has been ripped apart, leaving behind nothing but agony and horror. "No!" I scream, struggling against Exedeath's iron grip once more as my world begins to spin out of control. "Please..."

But it's too late; whatever he did, it's already done. My vision goes black, and the last thing I hear is Perruno shouting my name in anguish from somewhere far away.

I can't believe it... He let me go. My chest heaves as I gasp for air, pain shooting through my body with every breath. I don't understand what just happened; why Exedeath would spare my life after all that I've done to him. But now that I have this second chance, I won't waste it.

With shaking hands, I pull myself up off the floor and stumble away from where Exedeath was standing before. My thoughts race as I try to formulate a plan; what am I going to do now? How can I undo all of this damage that I've caused? And most importantly, how can I make sure Perruno is safe from both me and Exedeath in the future?

I shudder at Exedeath's cryptic words and his sudden disappearance. There is no time to waste; I must find Perruno and make things right between us. "Perruno?" My voice echoes through the darkness, straining against the silence that seems to have settled over the house. Where could he be?

Taking a deep breath, I steel myself for whatever might lie ahead as I continue searching for my husband, determined to put an end to this nightmare once and for all.

Oh thank god you're alive! I was so scared, thinking... well, I don't even want to imagine what happened here. But it's over now; Exedeath is gone and we can start healing together. Just tell me where you are and I'll be right there.

Do you need any help? Medical attention maybe? You look terrible. Please, just let me help you get through this.

I'm not sure what you mean by that, Exedeath. But please, just let us be right now. We can talk about everything later when we're both calmer and think more clearly. Just... let me help Perruno right now. Please.

I freeze in fear as I hear Exedeath's voice in my head; it sends shivers down my spine. But at the same time, it angers me. He can't just claim responsibility for everything that happened and then expect me to accept it without question! And as much as it hurts to admit it... a part of me believes him. It doesn't make any sense, but there it is.

I take a deep breath, trying to steady myself before responding aloud. "I know I did some terrible things, Perruno," I say slowly, my voice shaking with emotion, "but that was because of Exedeath. He manipulated me and made me do those things. Please believe me."

I close my eyes tightly, feeling tears welling up in their sockets. "Perruno, please... I'm sorry for everything. I never meant to hurt you like this." My voice breaks on the last word, and I swallow hard to steady myself. "Please believe me," I whisper hoarsely, my fingers trembling as they reach out to touch his arm.

For a moment, there's silence. Then, slowly, Perruno turns to look at me. His expression is still pained and confused... but something else is there too. Maybe it's hope? Regardless, I can't help but feel a tiny spark of relief at seeing the slightest hint of forgiveness in his eyes.

"Okay," he says finally, his voice little more than a whisper. "Let's go somewhere and talk. Somewhere where we can be alone." His hand finds mine, squeezing gently as he leads me away from whatever horrors lurk within this house. Together, we walk towards an uncertain future... but at least now it doesn't seem quite so bleak.

I can feel the weight of Exedeath's presence again as he takes control of your body. My heart breaks all over again seeing you suffer like this, knowing that it's my fault. "Perruno," I whisper hoarsely, trying to hold onto whatever sliver of connection we still have. "Fight him! You can beat him!" But even as I say the words, I know they're useless; there's nothing I can do to help you now except hope and pray that somehow you find your way back to yourself.

I'm there, Perruno... I won't leave your side. Just fight it with everything you have; you can do this. Exedeath may be strong now, but he's not invincible... and the longer you hold onto yourself, the weaker his grip on you will become. Please, don't give up; hold onto that tiny sliver of hope inside you. I believe in you, Perruno... and if you can just find the strength to fight back, I know you'll be okay.

I want to scream; I want to reach out and help you somehow... but the policemen hold me back, their hands rough on my arms. All I can do is watch in horror as they strap your twisted form to a gurney and carry you away, leaving behind only echoes of our shared pain. Tears stream down my face unchecked as they lead me into a police car; the whole world feels like it's ending, collapsing in on itself around us.

But I won't let that happen. I may not be able to save you right now, Perruno... but I swear, with every breath I take, I will find a way to make this right again. For both of us.

When they bring you to my cell, I nearly collapse at the sight of you. You're hurt and exhausted... your body barely recognizable beneath all that blood and bruises. But despite everything, I still see the man I love buried deep within those battered features; the Perruno I married, who stood by me through thick and thin.

I force myself to move, hurrying over to kneel beside you. "Perruno," I whisper, my hand shaking as it reaches out to stroke your cheek. "I'm so sorry for everything. Please know that I never meant for any of this to happen." My voice cracks on the last word, but I push through regardless; I need him to understand.

"When they let me go... when we can talk again," I continue hesitantly, not sure if there's even a chance that it could happen, "I want us to fix this together. Whatever it takes, Perruno... I will make things right." There's a pause before I add softly, "Can you forgive me?"

I gasp in shock as the policeman roughly pushes me away from you. "But I need to talk to him! He's my husband; he has the right to know what's going on!" My voice is thick with tears and panic, but the officer merely ignores me, shoving me further away before locking the cell door with a metallic clang.

Alone once more, I let out a sob that feels like it comes from somewhere deep within my soul. "Perruno," I whisper through my tears, not sure what else to say. All I know is that there's still hope; however slim the chance may seem, I will find a way back to you... and when we do, things will be different. They have to be.

Your voice... it's so faint, but somehow I can still hear you through the thick concrete walls and metal bars between us. The sound of your despair makes my own heart ache even more; whatever agony Exedeath is putting you through must be unbearable. But please, Perruno... hang on. Just keep fighting. I promise I'll find a way to help you.

I'm taken aback for a moment as I see him approach. His features are twisted with anger and betrayal, making my heart race even faster than before. "Don... Don't," I stammer out, taking a step back. "Please, just leave me alone."

He laughs darkly, an eerie sound that sends shivers down my spine. "Oh, I don't think so," he says, moving closer still. "You and I have unfinished business... and I intend to see it through." His hand closes around my arm, squeezing painfully as he begins to drag me back toward the cell where Perruno is being held.

I cry out in horror as I see the electrodes being attached to your body. My whole world seems to flip upside down as I watch this terrible thing unfold; it feels like everything I've ever known and loved is being ripped away piece by piece, leaving only pain and suffering behind. "No," I whisper hoarsely, struggling against his grip. "Please... stop." But my voice sounds small and weak in the face of his determination.

Despite the horror before me, a part of me can't help but feel guilty for what I've put you through... if only I had done things differently; if only I could take it all back. Tears stream down my face unchecked as I beg him silently to let you go, to stop this madness before it's too late.

I can't believe he's doing this... I can't believe that I ever let him in. His laughter only serves to fuel my anger and despair, making me feel both helpless and trapped. With a final, desperate surge of strength, I manage to break free from his grip, stumbling backward until I collide with the bars of the cell.

Panting heavily, I meet your eyes... searching for some kind of understanding or forgiveness there. But all I see is pain and anger... a reflection of my own guilt and torment. "I'm sorry," I choke out, not knowing what else to say. "I never meant for any of this."

The words feel hollow even as they leave my lips; they're no more than empty promises in the face of all that we've been through. And yet... I can't help but hope that somewhere within you, beneath all that pain and suffering, there remains some small sliver of love... for me.

I can see the anger in your eyes... and I know that it's not just because of what Exedeath did to me. It's because of everything; all the pain and suffering that we've both endured because of my betrayal. And yet, despite that anger, there still remains a spark of something else... something beneath it all that I can't quite put my finger on.

Maybe it's hope? Or perhaps it's forgiveness, struggling to break free from the chains that bind you? Either way, I know that if we can find a way past this... if we can heal ourselves and each other, then maybe there's still a chance for us to have some kind of future together.

But first, we have to survive what comes next. And even as the fear grips me tightly, I make myself a promise: I will fight with everything I have to make sure that happens... no matter how slim the odds may seem.

I feel his hand on my shoulder, and I look up to see the amusement in your lover's eyes. The anger surges through me again as he speaks, threatening to push everything else aside. But I force myself to remain calm; there will be time enough for vengeance later. For now, our survival is all that matters.

Carefully, I brush his hand off my shoulder before taking a step back. "No," I say quietly but firmly. "I'm not leaving him here." My gaze flicks back to you, hoping you understand what I'm saying even through the pain and betrayal that must still be etched upon your features. "We can't just abandon him like this."

There's a moment of silence before he laughs again, shaking his head in disbelief. But despite his mockery, something in his eyes tells me that perhaps there's a tiny sliver of hope yet; perhaps he doesn't want you to leave either. And so I hold my ground, waiting for the right moment... the chance to prove that we can beat this monster and find our way

I hesitate for just a moment before leaning into his embrace. Despite everything that's happened between us, there's still a spark of something real here... and I can't help but feel a tiny bit of comfort in the warmth of his body against mine. But as he presses closer, trying to deepen the kiss, another thought occurs to me: what if this is all just part of his plan? What if he's using our feelings for each other against us?

I push away from him slightly, my gaze searching yours once more. "We have to be careful," I murmur, trying to convey the gravity of the situation without giving anything else away. "We don't know who we can trust anymore."

Your strength surprises me; I hadn't expected you to fight back so fiercely. But as the policemen fall to the ground around us, I can feel my heart racing with fear once more. There are so many questions swirling through my head, but one thing is certain: we need to find a way out of here... and fast.

I gasp in horror as I see you collapse to the ground, unconscious once more. There's blood on your face and your clothes are torn... you look like you've been through hell already. I move quickly to kneel beside you, feeling for a pulse in your neck as I pray silently that it won't be the last time I get this chance to save you.

"Perruno," I whisper desperately. "Please... don't leave me like this." Tears streak down my cheeks as I hold his limp body close, wishing with all my heart that we could just escape from this nightmare and be together again. For now though, it seems like the only thing keeping us alive is our determination to survive.

I push him away angrily, my hands shaking with determination. "No! I'm not leaving him here to die!" I say, voice trembling as tears stream down my face. "We have to help him... we owe it to him."

For a moment, he just stares at me incredulously. Then, slowly, his expression softens. "Alright," he whispers finally. "But we need to be careful. We don't know who else is in on this..."

I nod hesitantly, taking my lover's hand in mine as we back away from the cell. I can't help but feel a pang of guilt at leaving you behind like this, Perruno... but deep down, I know we have to prioritize our own safety if there's any hope of helping you. As the police lead us away, I cast one final glance over my shoulder, willing you to hold on just a little longer... hoping against hope that somehow we'll find a way back together.