Orlondo Marta approached Dulcina Calvo, who was trembling and even her voice began to shake: “What the hell are you going to do?”.
“There is a secret art in Z that can turn the most innocent and simple people in this world into puppet killers.”
Dulcina Calvo’s eyes widened, “Don’t come any closer!”.
“I’ve been looking for such a candidate for a long time, but never found the right one, but at this moment, you appeared. Little girl, we really are meant to be.”
“Who is related to you!”
Even if there were, it would be a sinful fate!
Orlondo Marta’s eyes, staring into Dulcina Calvo’s watery eyes of pure fear, “Don’t be afraid, it doesn’t hurt, you’ll soon be in another world.”
“No … demon! There is no way in this world that I would become a murderous demon! I’m not like you, you’re simply a demon from the darkness of hell!”
“No, you’re fit, you’re incredibly fit. The more innocent you are, the more of a killer you are when you expose yourself to this secret art. You are a wonderful seed. You haven’t killed anyone, your pupils are clean and pure…”
“No … no … you get out of the way!”
“If you turn out to be a puppet killer, Esteban won’t appreciate you anymore, will he? He likes you and appreciates you only because you’re from a completely different world than his, you’re clean and thorough, you have the warmth and simple innocence he craves.”
Dulcina Calvo was about to scream in fright: “What the hell do you want! I’m not going to kill anyone, and I’m not going to kill anyone! Stop your delusions of grandeur”.
“No, you can. You can’t now, just because you don’t have hate in your heart.”
Dulcina Calvo’s arm ached as Orlondo Marta poured a potion into it.
Dulcina Calvo felt heavy all over … but something seemed to slowly revive inside her.
He rolled his eyes and a handsome, familiar face appeared before his eyes.
“Esteban … Esteban Zaragosa”.
Dulcina Calvo’s eyes sparkled with emotion and she tried to reach out and hug the man in front of her, but her hands had no strength whatsoever.
“Esteban Zaragosa, you have come to save me, will you take me home? I am very afraid.
In front of her, Esteban Zaragosa, with cold eyes, held a sharp, cold dagger, which he slowly pushed towards her.
Dulcina Calvo’s smile froze, “Esteban Zaragosa…. what are you going to do?
“Dulcina, the child in your womb will not cause us any trouble, we give up the child.”
His strong, cold tone made Dulcina Calvo feel a chill, as if she had fallen into an icy cellar.
“No … you can’t kill him … he’s your son … you can’t be so cruel …. … Esteban Zaragosa please… forgive him…”
“Well Dulcina, we’ll be happier without him.”
No… no…
“Stab…”
The sound of a knife stabbing into the abdomen.
Dulcina Calvo stared in disbelief at the familiar face before her.
“Esteban Zaragosa… why… I hate you… I hate you… …”
A wrenching pain in the heart, a hundred times more painful than the stabbing pain coming from the abdomen!
The knife stuck in her abdomen looked like it was lynching her.
An indistinct voice is faintly heard in the ear.
“Hate? He has killed your blood. Dulcina Calvo, take the gun and kill him, kill him…”
No …
He is Esteban Zaragosa.
This must not be real, it is an illusion.
Dulcina Calvo covered her ears, closed her eyes tightly and shook her head violently.
“Stop fooling me with your illusions, old man! I’m not falling for that.”
“Am I really lying to you? Or are you just afraid to face reality? Open your eyes now and you will see that the man you love is not at all as you imagined him to be. He is like all men in the world, cold-blooded and cruel, and he will betray you. Only what you hold firmly in your hands is the truest of all.”
Dulcina Calvo slowly opened her eyes to a fiery male/female entanglement.
Esteban Zaragosa and Claudio Belles … the … Why do they embrace?
Esteban Zaragosa had said that she was the only girl who made his heart sing and he liked her, but how could she touch Claudio Belles.
Illusion and reality alternate before the eyes.
Dulcina Calvo’s head is about to explode!