Rift 2

THE RIFT VOLUME 2 He turned and looked at her with his black eyes, devoid of irises and pupils, and saw her smiling at him with an innocent, pure, and transparent smile that dripped with her shivers for him. Ronan, once soulless, shuddered too; his gaze moistened with yet another unfamiliar flutter… A sharp sting, as if a blade had pierced his chest, cutting him in two… Does love hurt? It hurts when you know you’ll leave the other person behind and you yourself will no longer exist… That the end of your path is death… Emotions now flooded his chest; now free from his brother’s Dark Spells—Ronan didn’t know how to name them or explain them. The only thing he was certain of now was that without Maya, his life had no value. And as the moment of his end drew near, all he could think of was sacrificing himself—the murderer he once was—so that she might live… Let him pay for his crimes… His Goddess had once given him a mission when he had witnessed the Great Battle… It was his duty to obey… And let him fade away…