Then
The Ancient D'jinn knelt over the voluptuous body of his former companion. The unknown lingering of a long forgotten admiration of her eternal beauty brings a slight smirk to his evil countenance, unable to reveal a true heartfelt smile. His red demonic eyes were cold as the heart of the grim reaper himself, as the dark mastermind muses himself with the knowledge of the silent hell to come for the slumbering beauty.
Kin Dinnijin's skin crawls with the anticipation of his soulless intellect, knowing full and well that he was going to thoroughly enjoy the next few hours which in his capable hands he could stretch out for an eternity. The dreamworld runs on a different time frame as the waking world and the D'jinn knew how to manipulate his control over the fluxing of induced nightmares as an art form in which he is a master painter.
Unknown to even him however there was an added bonus, as a ripple effect charges from ground zero and another helpless soul is dragged into the D'jinn's personal vendetta against his ex wife. Well... One of her favorite avatars at any rate which was just peachy as far as he was concerned.
Now
Heavy eyelashes flutter as her heavenly blue eyes open in horror. No longer nestled in her bed, her bare skin felt the cold steel of the contraption that held her hostage as the wild eyes of a cold blooded killer stared down at her. The man was standing in the dim light of the room to where most of his face was concealed with pure darkness as if painted black. Even her superhuman gaze could not pierce the ebony curtain before them, which was very unnerving to the daughter of the all-mother. This darkness was not of an ordinary origin and the very real shiver that rushes down her spine alludes to how fragile, how mortal she has somehow become.
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