Eldric, a young man with a determined gaze, paced the grand hall of the estate, his mind troubled. His heart was heavy with betrayal, having just learned of his girlfriend's abandonment.
"How could she choose wealth over love?" he muttered, fists clenched.
Lady Seraphina, his girlfriend, was known for her angelic face but harbored a fiendish heart. She had left him to marry Lord Valtor, a powerful and wealthy nobleman.
"You were never meant for this world, Eldric," Seraphina said, her voice as cold as the night air.
"I loved you with all my heart, and you threw it away for riches," Eldric retorted, his voice trembling with emotion.
"Love doesn't fill the coffers, my dear," she replied with a dismissive wave.
Master Helios, the sorcerer, leaned back, his eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Revenge is a dangerous path, young one. It consumes the soul," he warned.
"I must make them pay for their deceit," Eldric insisted, desperation in his voice.
"Then tread carefully, for the price may be greater than you wish to pay," Helios cautioned.
"You will not escape the consequences of your actions," Eldric declared, his voice echoing through the hall.
"You dare challenge me in my own home?" Valtor sneered, stepping forward with arrogance.
"Eldric, this is madness!" Seraphina exclaimed, her façade of innocence faltering.
In a climactic duel, Eldric and Valtor clash, their powers colliding with a force that shakes the very foundations of the estate. The guests scatter in fear as Eldric's fury knows no bounds.
Valtor lies defeated, but the victory brings Eldric no solace. Seraphina, stripped of her wealth and power, gazes at the wreckage, her angelic face marred by the consequences of her choices.
"In the end, we all lost," Eldric whispered, turning away from the remnants of his past.
As he steps into the morning light, the weight of his revenge heavy upon his shoulders, Eldric realizes that the cost of vengeance was far too steep, leaving his heart as barren as the devastated estate.
