⚜️𝕬𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖞 𝕮𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖛

                                    

                                          
Warm sunlight burner everyone's skin. Birds chirped here and there, hiding from the cold winter air. A cool breeze blew across Caleb's dark-brown shoulder-length waves. His oval-shaped face was caked with muck. Blowing, he placed down the pitchfork and headed towards the clean water of the stream. The dry grass creaked beneath his boots as he let the cool water wash his limestone-colored skin. He took a long breath as he slowly closed his chestnut, hooded eyes. "Caleb" greeted an older man and tapped the muscular young man's shoulder with his hand. Caleb nodded and wiped the dirt from his nose. "Say hello to your wife for me," he said. Caleb smirked. "I will," he yelled as he stood up. He went slowly home, taking in the scenery. He loved the fresh air in his lungs. "Caleb," said his neighbor. "Caleb raised his hand and pushed open the front door of his modest little dwelling. He didn't have a lot of money. That was obvious. But he and his wife were content. Their unborn child would be content as well.  
"Isobelle!" exclaimed Caleb. "Isobelle, I'm home." He closed the door and glanced around the dimly lit house. 
The bathroom echoes with a series of loud moans. "Isobelle," he inquired, cautiously. He walked carefully to the restroom. The moaning grew louder. "Hate," his wife cried loudly, followed by a lengthy moan. "Isobelle" Caleb inquired, his gaze pulled to the strong knight restraining his wife against the wall. When he noticed her bare legs around him, he took a step back. "Isobelle," he said quietly. Isobelle smiled and kissed Hate on the lips. Hate glanced at him and shut his pants once more. Isobelle joked, "Hello sweetheart." Her lips were set in a wicked smirk. "Hate and I are old friends," she said with a wink. Hate chuckled and approached the young man. "No," Caleb said. Isobelle chuckled. "I was never pregnant, Caleb, and I never married you. It was all a spell," Isobelle said with a wink. Hate laughed and took his sword. "But why?" Rage rushed into his veins. "Isobelle," he exhaled. Isobelle laughed as she kissed Hate on the cheek. "See you at the next one, sexy," she said quietly as she walked away. Hate gave Isobelle a friendly smile. Caleb hissed.  "You monster." Hate laughed derogatory. Caleb unexpectedly hit Hate's nose as hard as a rock. Hate grumbled and stepped aside. Caleb smirked as Hate gave a left and a right punch that he could avoid. Hate's fist got Caleb in the face, and he stepped back, growling. Caleb attacked Hate once more, but he immediately dodged. Caleb's fist slammed Hate on the shoulder. Hate growled and kicked Caleb, knocking him to the wooden table. He roared in rage and ducked again from Hate's fist. Hate snatched Caleb's hair and trusted his knee twice into his stomach. Caleb coughed and ducked from the grasp of the possessed warrior. "Bitch" cursed Caleb. Hate propelled him around his cramped living room. With this action, cooking pots and pans flew off the counter. Caleb grabbed a frying pan and slammed it against Hate's skull. Hate took a step back, stunned, and growled. Caleb escaped the warrior by crawling under the table. Hate growled and effortlessly slammed the table through the home. Caleb deflected two strikes from Hate before grabbing the knight by the collar. He braced himself against the wooden dresser. Caleb was hit in the back by Hate. The latter, enraged, bites Hate's leg. Hate cursed and kicked Caleb off him. He slammed his elbows into his rib cage. He pulled up Caleb by the waist and threw him onto the broken wooden table. Caleb grunted and lowered his head once more. Hate smiled. "We're going to have a lot of fun... anger," he said quietly.