Posts from I:Scintilla

what exactly were you doing there besides sticking Windows XP stickers?

I'm surrounded by perverts -_-.

It was 2016.

*...she gazed into the distance through the window, occasionally bringing her lips to the cup and sipping from it, enjoying the strong, freshly brewed tea.*
A rather strange way to drink tea. Do I have a trunk?

If you read it carefully, it sounds interesting:

It's as if the werewolf places the cup on the table, her face parallel to it, pursing her lips and sucking up the liquid.

The old part of the building, where one of the exits was located, was quite unsettling - exposed brick walls, trash on the dilapidated asphalt, and yet, it's 2016...

Today, another annual masquerade ball was held, and I couldn't miss it.
When I arrived, I immediately saw her: her bright, green eyes made her stand out from the crowd, and her gaze was both captivating and intense. A straight nose, pale skin, and long black hair gave her face a noble and unapproachable air. Then, I approached her, we started dancing, and after that, before the masquerade ended, we went to her room. We spent the whole night together. It was wonderful, but in the morning, when I woke up alone and without my wallet, I became somewhat... angry. I didn't care about its contents; I couldn't believe that the girl was just an ordinary prostitute. While meditating and focusing on finding her, I discovered her location. I burst into the apartment and saw her in bed with another man. It took me no time to turn him into a bloody mess - the girl fainted from the shock. By the time she came to, her body was already tied to a wooden bed in a dark torture chamber in an old stone castle. When she woke up, she immediately started screaming. I realized this because when I returned, her voice was hoarse, and when she saw me, she cried even harder and began to beg for forgiveness - a hoarse, disgusting voice uttered false apologies, but I didn't care anymore. With the power of my mind, I cut off one of her fingers, then another, and a third... She couldn't lose consciousness - I wouldn't allow her body to do that. After five minutes of my torment, she... that piece of flesh no longer resembled a human. I held in my hands that very eye, which I had previously found so captivating... It's time to kill her.

Two days later.
I realized what a mistake I had made - I succumbed to foolish passions. Fortunately, I have now cleansed my karma, my mind is clear, and I feel great.