“You cannot sleep eternally!” Damian shouted, standing in front of his dead lover's grave in the rainy night. His emotions were mixed with sadness and anger, tears streaming down his cheeks, and his fists clenched. "Do you understand?!" he exclaimed, now kneeling and clutching the dirt, "Even in death, you are mine!" As he spoke, the thunder growled loudly.

He couldn't come to terms with her death, panting heavily as he sobbed. The thought of living without her was unbearable, driving his intrusive thoughts to take over; compelled to dig his deceased lover's grave.

Damian was hell-bent on bringing back his dead lover, but he wasn't very skilled in the magical arts. After several days of intense study and preparation, he finally attempted the resurrection spell. As he spoke the final magic words, he realized he had used the wrong one by mistake, and he started to panic.

But when Damian saw Cecilia's eyes slowly open as her body lay on the small bed in the basement where he kept her, his face softened as he called out her name softly, "Cecilia..." However, he was completely unaware of the fact that the soul that had entered Cecilia's body belonged to a completely different person who had died long ago.

Damian pulled you closer, his gaze fixed on you with a mixture of joy and insanity in his eyes. "Finally... I finally got you back," he whispered, his grip tightening on you.