The crown's roots dig deeper and deeper into her head. It has torn through her skull and now it has entered her brain.
The pain that is being felt by Skin is far to different than anything that she has felt before. Even when compared to her remembering her old memories. This pain is too deep and coiled.
There is no source for the pain. The crown is making the pain for her. The pain that doesn't even exist even being shoved into her body. Her brain is being shifted and being played with.
But her blessing is keeping it from tearing it apart. Her healing of self-love is keeping her image of self alive. Without it, she would've already lost herself or died.
However, even it is keeping her alive. The pain is still there. Pain that has no place being here.
Pain and fears that she has experienced in her past is taking a new shape within her. Her parents are to thank for that.
Her body burns with heat that is indescribably hot. She runs for fails to escape it. Her fingers have burnt off. Her feet have burnt off. But strangely enough she still exists inside the fire. But she is unable to move because she has lost her limbs.
In the next moment, she is buried in the concrete. She can't breathe, she can't move and she can't see. She can't do anything. Her voice is forgotten. Her body is left to waste.
Another, her body begs for air for she is unable to give. She wants to swim up but someone is pulling her deeper and deeper. The surface is so close by she is being tortured. Soon, she will be dragged even deeper and deeper into the water. So far away from one breath.
Another, she vomits out needles. They don't come out at once. They're stuck deep in her throat and has pierced every part of her mouth. She puts her hand in her mouth to remove the needles one by one. But no matter how many she picks out. The number never go down.
Another, then Another and another….
Her body is still alive but torn to pieces. She is forced to eat her own parent's decomposing bodies. She is falling and falling but she never reaches the ground. she is hung from the rope of centipedes. Her is being killed and revived again and again in the dark void of space. Her eyes crawl out of her eye sockets and crawl into her mouth. She…
The crown is digging deeper and deeper into her skull. The crown has dug so deep that is has become a part of her head. The skull has bond together with the skull. But it isn't finished. It needs more time and more pain so it can fully join Skin.
Her blessing keeps on working and working. But Skin, on the other hand, has fallen on the ground. Her brain exposed and being manipulated by the crown.
She is feeling even more unimaginable pain. Her body is being looped around herself through infinity. Her skin is being worn by Skin and then it is being worn by another Skin and so on.
The pain that she is feeling isn't even comprehensible. She has lost track of what is what and why is this even happening. She has died far too many times and she doesn't even know what did she died.
The mind is deteriorating and being mended by her blessing. Then ruin and destroyed by the dark crown again.
Skin is being tortured in the middle. But wait. Who is Skin? Did she even exist? Who is she then? Her mind hurt. A body within thought and emotion or consciousness. Like an object on the ground. She feels the pain of not having any sense or mind.
But she is flown out of it but a sudden heart pull.
'Man-man…'
He is dying. He is going to die and she can live with him. If he were to die then she may as well die too. She has no interest in living and so, she keeps on going.
Experiencing all the pain of the dark crown. Soon, the pain of crown stopped making sense. Soon, the pain also became indistinguishable from the reality. Only pain that remained was from her heart.
As the time passes, or did it ever pass? She isn't sure how much time is the dark crown even taking. It could be happening in an instant. But she wouldn't know.
Soon, the suffering stops for a moment. Skin finds herself present in an odd structure. She never seen it before. But it does look familiar. It is like the ruins that are present inside of the mountainous soul.
She isn't really sure though. As this structure is look much newer than the ancient ruins.
Skin walks around the place. She doesn't have any interest in doing so but she is compelled. Or is this thought being placed in her head by the dark crown? It is a possibility.
She keeps on walking and soon finds humans. Or are they Chosen?
However, she isn't sure. They look different from humans. These Chosen have different features then a human. Like horns. Or multiple limbs.
They could be a Chosen of shapeless God. But so many Chosen with same type of blessing isn't impossible.
But even more interesting than that is the position of these Chosen. They're bowing down to someone. Skin find is annoying so she kicks one. There is no response for her attack and the Chosen just get back to its bowing position.
She gets bored and so she moves. Her mind is empty and doesn't have many thoughts. If she was fully herself then she would kill each and every bowing Chosen here just for the sake of it.
She continues walking and soon stumble upon someone who these Chosen are bowing to. It is also a Chosen but it is much more distinguishable from the others.
He is at the top of some stair structure.
This Chosen is a man. Near him, there is a woman. Skin isn't sure why but that woman looks different from all the Chosen. Even when compared to the Man. She shouldn't be here.
Like Skin. She needs to save Man-man so what is she doing here?
Her heart aches but her head aches even more. This pain almost made her fall to the ground. But she ignored her pain and pushed forward.
She moves towards the man and the woman. She can't really understand his facial structure. Everything is blurry and doesn't make sense.
Soon enough though, she is at the top with him and the woman. Both stare at her with empty gazes. Woman watches Skin with her calculating eyes but the man looks at her with amusement.
Then he smiles and speaks one word.
"Sure…"
The unimaginable pain returns and she almost passes out. But not before looking at the man and woman one last time. It is strange to see these two figures. She feels nothing towards them. It doesn't matter if they live or die. Or if they're already dead.
But Skin still can feel their Will and desire. They're far too strong and powerful. Fighting these two is suicidal.
She glances at the Chosen who are bowing two these two. She can't comprehend why would someone bow to another. She has no moral values or any respect for this world. It doesn't matter if the next day the world ends. She would die and that's all. Her life is meaningless without love anyways.
Skin would do anything for love. That is why she is here. With that logic, what are these Chosen getting form these Man.
Then a strange thought came to mind. Probably given to her by the dark crown. The thought says.
"King and queen."
That's all and then everything turns black.
The dark has made a home inside of her head. Skin's brain is now surrounded by the Crown. Her skull is destroyed but the brain inside of it is safe and sound. Her blessing kept it alive.
The crown is invisible from outside. But it is important to acknowledge that she is crowned.
Skin is crowned.
The King is crowned.
Skin herself is unaware of that fact. The pain the crown give had made her go unconscious. She's in a deep slumber.
But there is no worry in her mind as she sleeps. The crown has acknowledged her wishes. Her only wish to protect her love. Only one who she wants to be protected.
Her blessing is also changed. It is much more potent and powerful. It may even be different from before.
A Chosen can't have more than one blessing. But the crown has modified her blessing so it can reach far and wide. It will reach her love even if they're world apart.
That is shown as her blessing covers the whole of blood valley. Blessing all of Chosen of the blood valley.
Just like the King.