|| IF YOU WERE TRULY LOVED, THEN I WOULDN’T EXIST. ||
art by @vii_snt / @an-endless-cycle
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Equal amounts scorn was administered solely for Sparrow.
“Yeah, I missed you too, bastard.”
He think pointed his knife towards the shifter, knowing well enough that he’ll lose in this war of attrition.
“His death IS your fault.”
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“Remember this; you’ll never be the roles you wished to be.
You were always the survivor — the final girl escaping her killer, the one-handed boy defeating all that is the evil dead —
That’s a trope most fitting for you.”
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“If you haven’t been unsealed back in Mucienega, I wouldn’t have broken out of my spawn-killing containment.
BUT NOOOOOO, you wanted to be a hero again, knowing damn well you’ll always be a custodian.”
He spat, preparing for the inevitable disaster to come.
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&& then, a smile creeped up, knowing well enough it’ll set the shifter off.
“Cease the tears; 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗺𝗯.”
