Chapter 1 - Prologue

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING! I’m so broke. Sob. I spend all my money on manga. I don’t know how I will feed myself. (Author Note: For all my fans, this is the sequel to The Truth Behind Legends. Because I left you without closure, I thought this little tidbit prologue should give you an idea of where Raenef is. Have fun. And yes, I am cruel. And yes, I will frack with your heads. And I also already have the first chapter written. I just wanted to tease you a little. Review and be rewarded!)--------------------------------------------------------------------------------With each step, he sees a victim. Each smiling face, pair of lips- a possession. He craves it. His intention isn’t to cause pain, simple take what it his. Any other result is an undesired consequence, which he merely overlooks. Jumping from woman to woman, man to man. Beauty has no gender, but it has a million faces. And he intended to make each of them scream his name. Maybe that’s why he was so fascinated by it, this living statue: made of flesh and blood, but completely immobile. He tried so hard to make him love him back, but he was no different than the pictures on the wall. Tantalizing. Eyes that stared right past him. So bright and vivid, he seemed real.Maybe that’s why on his deathbed, he seemed so void. The one thing he couldn’t have was right in front of him all these years. And he wouldn’t even weep, or maybe be aware of his passing. His secret he must pass to his sole heir now, or risk losing his story forever.“Nephew,” he reached out in his last moments.“What is it?” The young man responded careful to comprehend each word, as the old man became less audible in the past few days.“I have to tell you about… Raenef.”

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