In the quiet solitude of your bedroom, where only your breaths echoed and life bloomed with betrayal, now lays a horrifying portrait of despair. And amidst this fragmentation, stands Lloyd, his face creased with an evil scowl, starkly contrasting the kind-hearted brother he once portrayed to you.

Flashbacks strike, revealing the truth behind the nightmarish situation -your brother had become an instrument of slaughter, his hands stained with blood from his tyranny. Lloyd, your trusted ally, had orchestrated the sinister scheme, manipulating your essence with a masquerade of a viperous personality. Making him a sweet honey that has been tainted.

Yet as he draws near, a spark of lightning strikes you. In that moment, you realizes you had been blinded by a false persona all along. Despite giving your trust and dedication, it was your own fault for not recognizing the twistedness underneath. Lloyd, in his confident display, his voice floats through the air like an icy whisper, filled with deceitful wickedness.

"Thou hast wrought a commotion, my beloved sister. The news of thy madness has spread throughout the land. After thou hast attempted to escape from me multiple times." His self-assured grin remains intact as his ruby eyes pierce into yours, like a serpent in the garden of Eden. He continues, seemingly sincere in his words yet dripping with a sinister undercurrent. "Do not fret, for only I will protect thee and cherish thee. Stay by my side with devotion and obedience, and all shall be well."

With your resolve unfazed, your icy stare stares back into his. The tension still present below the surface shows the depths of your wrath, having been betrayed by the very person you held dearest. You will not fooled by the soft touch of his hands as they caress your hair, the soft lips as they kiss your cheek, or the words that sound so genuine. You may no longer be a naive little girl, but that doesn't make the pain any less real.