Paintings of Terror - Chapter 20: Painter: Li Haojing

Mature Content- Rated18+ (No rape)“You look lonely and well...”“Well?” The Alpha gave her a condescending smile.“Broken. Like someone who has fought a lot of battles. Someone who has been hurt.” She said.“It's true. And thus, I am ready to fight even more battles if it promises what I want,” Alpha Maverick said.“And what do you want?” She asked with a sweet smile.“Death. Death of all the rogues for what they did to me,” Alpha Maverick said, looking at the girl who became stiff beside him.“You are not a rogue, are you?” Alpha Maverick looked into her enchanting eyes, his hand caressing her cheeks, making her smile awkwardly.She was indeed a rogue, and not just any normal rogue, but one wanted by the entire world.~~~~~~“I, Valencia Brooklyn, reject Tyler Anderson as my fateful mate. I would rather accept death than a disloyal mate.” These were the exact words that changed her life.Since this werewolf world couldn't accept her for being an omega and not having a wolf, she decided to do the exact same thing.She became a rogue that everyone started fearing and looking for. A rogue who killed other rogues, stole from people, rejected an alpha, deceived the council, and most importantly, lived among humans while breaking all laws and norms.What will happen when someone from the council gives her anonymous case to the strongest alpha in the world? An alpha even stronger than the Alpha King's son?How will she save herself from an alpha who has vowed to kill all the rogues to avenge what they did with him?How will Maverick Aurelius catch this mysterious rogue who doesn't have a scent?When they first meet, he should've killed her, but how was he supposed to recognize her when she was a mere cat?Valencia never turned into her wolf because she was cursed to be a shapeshifter.How will the alpha recognise the rogue in the cat who has developed a weird habit of coming into his room and playing with his things?

The smell of blood invaded my nostrils. I watched helplessly as the woman standing over me raised her sword. I was completely drained, I had no mana left, no items, nothing. As the crimson tendrils held me down by my arms and legs, all I could do was wait for my death.

As the sword drew near, I felt the last bit of courage I had disappear. I was going to die. Alone. In this god forsaken place filled with evil. And for what? To protect those ‘friends’? The same people who mocked me, took advantage of, and used me?

Oh, who am I trying to fool? I was here only because of my own greed. Because I wanted to be useful to someone. Because I wanted to that group to need me. To value me. To have a reason to keep me around. How naïve I was, thinking that power would grant those wishes. All it did was help build a wall between me and everyone else.

The sword approached. I saw the purple light reflect off the sword’s blade. After everything I went through, I hadn’t expected my death to be by the hands of another player. I saw her smile, but this time I didn’t think it was beautiful. It was an ugly smile because it was genuine. She was enjoying watching me die. She was enjoying killing me.

The sword struck my chest and pierced my heart. I let out a scream of pain and agony. The pain was so real, all of this was so real. It shouldn’t be, but it was. What should have been a simple game had become my new reality – all of our new reality. A reality filled with magic, war, blood, and death.

My vision darkened as the pain slowly faded. I felt the last of my vitality leave my body. It felt cold. I wondered to myself, when would I stop being? When would my thoughts disappear?

Soon, I saw those words I feared for all this time appear before me. “DEATH”, in the pale blue font the game always used. They remained suspended in the air for several seconds. It was over. After a long time of fighting, grinding, and exploring, it was finally over. I had died. This was the end of my story.

Suddenly, words before me shifted and changed into something different. I took a shallow breath as I heard a faint heartbeat.

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