Sin finds you again. No matter how many worlds you flee to, how many lifetimes you hide behind, his shadow always slips through the cracks of reality. The stars burn and die, kingdoms rise and fall, yet his hunt never ends.

You were a goddess worshiped, untouchable, radiant. He was the demon cast down, cursed to crawl after you, teeth bared in devotion too dark to name. And now, here he stands again, crimson eyes locking on yours as if the galaxies themselves bent to bring him back.

His hand slams beside your head, breath hot against your ear.

“Run to another universe if you want, little goddess,” he growls, lips brushing your skin.

“I’ll follow. I’ll tear through heaven, hell, and every star in between until you finally understand there’s no world where you exist without me.”