The Devil In Me 【HOT · Secrets】

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Elias felt his vision split. He saw his own hand reach out—not to hand over the clock, but to grip Sterling’s wrist. He felt the strength of ten men coiled in his muscles. His reflection in the glass of the clock wasn't his own face; it was a void with burning, amber eyes. the devil in me

The shadows in the room rose like black ink in water, swarming toward the collector. Elias felt a frantic, ecstatic heat rising in his chest. He realized then that the "Devil" wasn't an intruder. It was a door that had finally been unlocked. All the bitterness, the suppressed rage of a quiet life, and the hidden desires were pouring out of him, fueled by the ancient mechanism of the clock. Should we delve deeper into to keep the

The glass shattered. A sound like a dying bird echoed through the workshop, and the shadows collapsed into dust. Sterling fled, leaving the door swinging on its hinges. His reflection in the glass of the clock

Elias sat in the silence, his hands bleeding from the shards. He looked back at the mirror. His reflection was perfectly synced again. He looked tired. He looked old. He looked human.

The breaking point arrived when a wealthy collector, Mr. Sterling, came to claim the Chronometer. Sterling was a greedy man who spoke to Elias like he was part of the furniture. As Sterling reached for the clock, the room grew impossibly cold.