Chapter 11Nova’s POV Mason stared at me in shock, probably thinking I was a Maniac. I honestly could not blame him. I laughed at the look on his face and wiggled my fingers before him. "See? Good as new. But the commander of death would not be the same. You know why?" "Nova," Mason sighed. There was pity in his eyes and it irked me. I had seen the same pity on several faces that night. As I held on to my father's lifeless body, screaming for help, begging for death. No one could truly understand that pain. Not Mason. Not Hayden. Not even the goddess herself. “Look at me, Mason," I pouted. "Should I just finish him off? It'll work if I use it, you know it will." But killing him like that would never satisfy me. I had to make sure he died, a slow and painful one, with the truth spilling from his lips as I watched him suffer in pain while he confessed his sins. Only then, would I ever find peace. “No," Mason muttered. "We still have not found out how your father
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