Lili stood on the rooftop, her silhouette sharp against the city’s shimmering skyline. The night stretched endlessly before her—cold, indifferent, alive. Neon lights bled into the darkness, their glow fractured by glass towers and narrow alleys. Below, the streets hummed with distant traffic and scattered bursts of laughter. Life carried on. Normal life. It should … Continue reading Princess Of Death | Chapter 8: Skyline in Despair