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Epilogue [Yandere! Male! Azula]

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Published: Apr 27, 2016

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Seven years later

In the royal garden, the place where they first met, on a crimson rug that was decorated with gold lining, sat a family of four, near the pond in which Turtle Ducks swam in. One of the members of the family was a juvenile boy, around the age of five, throwing the food at the Turtle Ducks in the pond. When he teased one of the Turtle Ducks, it's mother swam in front of its child, and quaked angrily at the boy, before it jumped up and bit his finger. This caused the boy to cry out in pain.

"Lu Ten, be careful," His mother cued, pulling him away from the Turtle Duck, and rubbing his bitter sore finger, to soothe the pain.

"Ow, stupid Turtle Duck!" The boy snapped, leaning against his mother, who patted his head.

"You were the one who picked on it first," His mother scolded, poking his forehead, her amber eyes gleaming at him in authority.

The boy pouted and he was to reply, but he unable to when his father cut him off.

"Cytherea," The juvenile's father, Firelord Zuko called, as he settled his sleeping daughter beside him.

"Yea- mmf," The raven-haired female was cut off, as Zuko pecked her lips. Their son gasped as he yelped and covered his eyes.

"EW," Their son, called, covering his eyes, as the couple pulled apart from each other. On Cytherea's pale cheeks, a hue of pink appeared momentarily, before she glanced down at her son, an evil grin appearing on her face.

"RAWR," She screamed, as she began to tickle him, causing him to burst out in a fit of laughter. Simultaneously, she glanced up at Zuko and met his amber eyes with her own, as a sense of understanding settling between the two. The young Firelord glanced down at the child within his wife's lap, whose yellow eyes burnt brightly, and a feeling of remorse settled within his chest.

Even after she rid herself from him, he left her with a piece of himself. Curse you to hell Azulian, Zuko thought bitterly, clenching his fist, which turned white in anger, as he stared at the child with distasteful eyes.
***

Within the depths of Koh's realm, an eerie tree stood tall. This tree had appeared out of nowhere in the spirit world, and like normal plants started from the roots, this tree did not. On its first day as a baby, it stood tall in pride just like it did today. This only proved to show that this tree was different from its brothers and sisters, and was something that was never seen before.

Ever since it appeared, even the most vile, vicious spirits that resided in Koh's realm strayed away from it, because as the legend quoted, "who, he shall approach it, shall be sacrificed for his hunger for revenge. Who, he shall feed upon it, approach it, will be greeted by instant death. Who, he or she, any other person that is not the one he desires, shall be rendered off their the land of breathing, and become his peasant that would aid him in haunting her."

Initially, this dead legend was shrugged off as a bunch of utter crap. However, when the spirits began to hear heavy breathing at night, and shouts and yells of something struggling within the tree, they knew that this legend was all to real. Especially when, the ruler of the said realm Koh, disappeared when he approached the tree.

There was only one thing that the listeners were able to make out, only one name that the prisoner within the tree uttered, only one desire that they wished to fulfill. All the tree whispered was, "Cytherea."

And now, there it was again. At midnight, the spirits began to hear the hushed whispering that they knew all too well would morph into screaming later on. So like always, they ignored it, which was an enormous, deadly mistake on their part, because unlike the other nights, this night was special.

If not a fed a soul, the prisoner within the tree would break out.

And that is exactly what happened. The green moss on the tree began to decay, the roots and the brown began to grey and die out. Everything within the few radius of the tree, lost its life as the prisoner began to suck it all.

A few moments passed, the night became still, and an eerie silence overtook the entire realm. Then, all that froze began to move again, as the prisoner within the tree, slipped out of his clutches, and stood tall, smoke emitting from him.

The man from the tree took a deep breath in, his long hair falling down his back, as his bright yellow eyes glistened within the darkness of the night.

"Cytherea..." The man whispered, a sickening grin appearing on his face. "I'm back, and you will be mine once again." He whispered, as he began to laugh manically.