The end of illusions [700,000 Subs Contest] – Short Horror Story

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In the night, when he can no longer distinguish between the truth and the dream, He can only stare into the void.

At the point when a man's heart has fallen into the darkness of deception and lies, it catches fire, passes on, and darkness falls over his spirit.

That truth to the heart would control, the axiom of the universe.

From the charred cinders of a man rises a terrible malediction.

The soul of revenge was his part!

Trespassing must be corrected.

Brought down the darkness of that truth to him.

The contamination of the souls of men, the lies, and the corruption of the living.

Look up for a redeemer.

Black with the quiet of the night, the assurance of judgment!

He stand and watched as the fires came, a silent statue in the night.

A redeemer to strike terror into the black hearts of the ones who made him.

Before thy phantom an echo cold and dim.

He walks the path of virtuousness.

He had been a man of flesh and blood, but now he was the spirit of vengeance, the wraith of the damned, the embodiment of that truth to the heart.

The apocalyptic battle between good and evil has begun.

The graves are opened, the worms are wriggling, the silence is unbroken by the footstep of the murderer, and the eyes of the dead are watching from the shadows.

Brought the death of the frenzied one, the spirit of vengeance is walking.

Against a multitude of sinister shadows comes a dark warrior.

He is to be feared as he stalks through the halls of his castle, reveling deeds, his footfalls fan out into the darkness, leaving silent traces of his passage.

Down comes the darkness as the moon was drawn.

The bearer of good with the voice of the grave and a mission of jurat.

The shadow fades, and dreadful darkness descends.

A stone on the table, a silver heart, a wilted flower, a blood-red soul.

Not but unrequited love, troubled, tormented.

Blighted, torn, not but a tear.

As the hour draws near, once promised until the end of time.

I can wait an eternity.

The soul is bound.

I see the dazzling light of forever, I hear the whispers of eternities.

I am the shadow that you cannot escape. I am the final eternity, I am the dawn that never comes, and I am the night that never ends.

submitted by /u/MortimerTGraves
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