CHAPTER LXXXIII

     (THE STORY SO FAR)

     HUMMING the familiar symphony, yet ringing the dread that comes within it. With its every piece, every note, and every symphony that it brings marks the words of death, darkness, demons, devils, chained chance, forbidden desires, consequences, and the seven deadly sins. HE walks without a sound, yet HIS song echoes to the entire place, where emptiness is eminent, but a cunning, sinister, and mix of good and evil is what surrounds. HE loves the tone as HE is embracing the very fact and truth of the game the pieces of the chess are playing and so of his own and towards his manipulation.

     To the thousand mirrors that HE temporarily concealed to the farthest corner where the shadow cast its darkness perfectly in return. HE draws a sinister smile as he found his favorite spot, to the very same place he needed and sometimes wanted to be. Gently holding the keys a