This is based on the song 'God Syndrome' , which was creaated by Madame Macabre.

Gore warning !

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But they didn't. Silence fell over the forgotten empire as Serafina cried, his tears mixing up with the red blood. Soon, her tears started to drop slower and slower, until finally, the last one felll. There were no tears to shed now. With a determined expression, she let go of the corpse and a last angry scream that evolved into a howl. A desire for revenge and vengence burned through their veins like fie, and she'd obbey that instinct. Nobody would be allowed to get away with hurting their hero without living through the consequences.

It didn't take her too long, and soon, she caught a glimpse of the murder. He was running from her, like the dirty coward he was. Afraid of our own kind, are we now ? Almost amused, she grinned, showing her unnaturally sharp teeth. She could smell the scent of fear in the air, and it was clear who emmitted it. Well, he could run, but he couldn't hide, being the devil's daughter had it perks.

"Lurking in the shady streets, hazy." , she sang, knowing all too well that he had heard her. The fear turned into panic, and her nostrils quivered.

" Wandering all on your own, crazy. " , not that anyone could have helped him now, not even an entire army.
"Thought you were the monster here, how sad. " , a snarl follolwed this line, why couldn't he just accept that he was nothing but an unimportant puppy in a game of mauling wolves ? Now he'd be the next to die.
"Time to learn your place you're only just a lad." , pathetic, stupid and useless. Stupid enough to hurt and even kill what was her's.
"Cast a thousand sins and one, have you?" , how he still believed that he was more evil and stronger than her was a miracle, did he really think such things as robbing a bank and killing some people would impress others ?
"Common boogeyman you are, it's true. " , he just wanted attention, people to fear him. How low could a villain step ? Such moralless goals.
"Let's see if you're all just bark, no bite." , Serafina stood right behind Barnabas now. The time had come to test if the other criminal was actually capable of anything over than using big words.

Apparently, that really everything he build on, empty lies and promises, because he fled again, running as fast as he possibly could.

"Cowards like you always turn tail and take flight."

"Why the good die and the cruel live ? " , she asked into the empty alleyway, refering to the event that led to this chase ? Why would Creschio have to die instead of her ?

"Injustice I cannot forgive." , if the hero couldn't defend justice because of this filthy being, she'd have to do it. It was he would have wanted, at least he was always telling her that there was still good in her. Seems like he was right after all.

"Don't play God you're no deity." , who did he think he was, deciding who'd live and who wouldn't ? If you cannot beat them with your own strength, you're just an imposter, not a powerfull god-like creature.
"Who pray tell will try to stop me?" , who would try ? He was just another criminal, and he'd fall without anyone remembering him and his acts afterwards.

She came to a hold when two tall guards stepped into her way, refusing to let her through. Not that that'd stop her.

"Cut them down and make them holy." , two slashes later, two more lifeless bodies hit the floor. They had died protecting someone, so they'd most likely not be damned to burn in hell.
"Forgiven on this ground solely." , only now that they were dead they could be forgiven, otherwise she'd always haunt them for serving the one who broke her sanity into tiny, unfixable, pieces.
"Bear no arms, I'll rip those from you." , now that she was close behind him again, the threads and horrors that awaited him spilled from her mouth again.
"As a corpse no more harm you'll do." , he'd have the cruelest death that existed, no matter what it'd cost her, he'd pay.

"Some say that my work is wrong, wicked." , she remembered again why she chose this life, free and thrilling. The dark energy cursing through her veins wanted to make its way out, and, for the first time in lifetimes, she let it. A single knife glittered in the moonlight shortly after, ready to cut through the organs of all those who dared to come into its owners way.

"But their train of thought is flawed, afflicted." , so many people missed this, this power, needed to defeat all obstacles. How could you live without it ? Without being a judge that could change fates ?

"For if they're to die tonight, poor taste." , every bit of blood spilled today would remind her of that cold, motionless, face.
"Might as well preserve their vitals, what a waste." , every death but his would be a crime, while his murder would be an heroic act. What a pity that some other people, like the bodyguars, had to die tonight, too.
"Don't look at me with those eyes, you've got." , she whispered into his ear, starteling him enough for him to fall off the rooftop. There he laid on the street, whining, but still alive. Good, she wouldn't have wanted to let him die so painlessly.

"No one else to blame for your demise." , she breathed into his face after she jumped down. It was his, and only his, fault, he should know that.

That was when she heard it, a quiet plea inbetween the unjustified tears the other was crying.

"Think you'll catch my mercy now, really?" , she sneered, full of disbelief.
"After all your crimes, beyond a doubt guilty." , the truth had to be told by someone, and it was her duty to do that now. Slowly and obvious, she lowerd the glistening knife.

"Sacrifice the institution." , she sacrifice her old life with everything in it for this, and she did.

"Your lifeblood beseech the other." , she murmered as a bit of her ownblood dribbeld down her fangs, even if she really didn't knew why. It seemed to happen wenever she was really angry.
"Even you can save another." , through his early death, he'd save others that might have tried to protect him from her later on.

"Cut them down and make them holy." The knife rushed down, trashing an ankle and causing a terrified whimmer of pain.
"Forgiven on these grounds solely." , who was she kidding, he'd never be forgiven. She'd visit the devil soon enough to inform him about that.
"Bear no arms, I'll rip those from you." Again, the weapon hit, cutting of his left arm. He would've screamed, but he was afraid of someone hearing him. He wasn't exactly loved around this parts of town.
"As a corpse no more harm you'll do." , another cut, this one across his right leg, appeared in a matter of seconds, and he had to bit his lip in order to restrain himself. He should have predicted this outcome, but his tupid pride prevented it. Now it was too late.

"Now, say goodbye." , she didn't plan on killing him just yet, but crushing that glimpse of hope in his eyes would be so entertaining.
"Feel no shame as you die, know that at last you give back, may Judgment pass you by." , he shouldn't be ashamed for being defeated, but for breaking her heart and soul. At least he gave back some of the red liquid he forced her to shed, but that didn't mean she wouldn't force him to go to hell, no matter how the gods judged.

"Cut them down and make them holy." A claffing hole in the other leg followed her words, but she didn't care about the red stains on her clothes at all.
"Forgiven on these grounds solely." , the hell, joined together with the pain, would hopefully force him to realise what he did.
"Bear no arms, I'll rip those from you." , she cut his second arm off, as another wave of rage swipped through her. Thanks to him, she'd never be able to see Creschio again, for he had surely made his way to heaven by now. She wouldn't even be able to ask for forgivness and give an explanation !
"As a corpse no more harm you'll do." , it wouldn't take to long till that would be the case now, just a little more torture...
"Cut them down and make them holy." , this time, Serafina only grazed his skin wiht her knife, right over the heart.
"Forgiven on these grounds solely.", this wasn't how he should go down, having a hole within your chest was too common.
"Bear no arms, I'll rip those from you." , deeply in thought, she broke the already damaged bones, and ripped both arms of, using them as a back scratcher.
"As a corpse no more harm you'll do." , she got an idea, it'd be quite noce ! For her, at least, not so much for him.

"Now, say goodbye." , this time, she meant it, and turned the armless body around.
"Feel no shame as you die." , he could be ashamed in the afterlife, after all. Starting to draw her own symbol on his back, she pushed the knife deeper and deeper, untilit reached the important organs. He was dead in a matter of seconds, his body turned into an odd and cruel piece of art. With a slighty insane laugh, she stood up, and went home.