Chapter 22. Devil’s Incarnate

NABU

Marduk’s Palace, Eastern Iridu

Night finally descends on the land, and the torches and lamps come on while I remain in hiding, still like a statue, waiting for the storm to pass. I thought vengeance would give me peace, but what I feel now is far worse than when the grievous event occurred. Rage, simmering like a hot furnace, char my insides. To be very honest, I know Karen would have died anyway, but I just needed more time with her.

We had so many unfinished talks and many unsolved mysteries. Even right now, while I pant heavily in my hiding place, I still see an image of her in my head. Her rare smile, pointy nose, and bright gray eyes are impeccable. She was the perfect portrayal of a queen in every aspect, something I could never be.

Maybe I let Kraga die too quickly; that’s why I cannot be relieved of this pain. Maybe I didn’t shed enough blood to appease the spirit of vengeance. Perhaps I will forever regret this thoughtless act, but for now, it i