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Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream

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"You still persist like a thorn in my side, pest," it's voice comes through arrogantly.

"You cannot deny me. We are two halves, one cannot exist without the other no matter how distressed that makes you, Ira." It begins to tap its doll-like fingers together as if plotting his traveler's demise as its monologue continues. "What led you back to me? Pity? Desire? Perhaps you'll never be sure-- you never quite knew what you wanted anyways-- but me? I always knew what I wanted."

The visitor gazes up at the light now finally releasing Ira from it's scrutiny, flexing it's fingers into claws as it did so.

"To become a god means ridding yourself of transgressions and you, dearly beloved, are the last thing in my way."

Ira clenched his own claws into fists, an anger like no other bubbling beneath the surface. An anger that burned so brightly within him he could not hold back the tears that came with it. Something within him knew what this thing was alluding to but to put a name to it wasn't possible, especially not now with how blinded by wrath he'd become. The meekness and helplessness that'd embodied him moments before were torn away, his face contorted into a snarl.

"You won't take me, you can't. I'll tear you apart before you have the chance."

His visitor merely scoffs.
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As much as I am sad that the dice weren't very nice to Ira despite everything during selection I can't wait to cause problems on purpose for him bc of his fucking hellman of a visitor who is now STRONGER GJHFDJK ahh the possibilities,,,

will i ever let him have a break? maybe soon but the answer is no not possible. God speed you little martyr maybe next time you will be chosen

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2/120 acorns
TRACKER

Description

Blinded by me, you can't see a thing
Just call my name 'cause I'll hear you scream

--
"You still persist like a thorn in my side, pest," it's voice comes through arrogantly.

"You cannot deny me. We are two halves, one cannot exist without the other no matter how distressed that makes you, Ira." It begins to tap its doll-like fingers together as if plotting his traveler's demise as its monologue continues. "What led you back to me? Pity? Desire? Perhaps you'll never be sure-- you never quite knew what you wanted anyways-- but me? I always knew what I wanted."

The visitor gazes up at the light now finally releasing Ira from it's scrutiny, flexing it's fingers into claws as it did so.

"To become a god means ridding yourself of transgressions and you, dearly beloved, are the last thing in my way."

Ira clenched his own claws into fists, an anger like no other bubbling beneath the surface. An anger that burned so brightly within him he could not hold back the tears that came with it. Something within him knew what this thing was alluding to but to put a name to it wasn't possible, especially not now with how blinded by wrath he'd become. The meekness and helplessness that'd embodied him moments before were torn away, his face contorted into a snarl.

"You won't take me, you can't. I'll tear you apart before you have the chance."

His visitor merely scoffs.
--

As much as I am sad that the dice weren't very nice to Ira despite everything during selection I can't wait to cause problems on purpose for him bc of his fucking hellman of a visitor who is now STRONGER GJHFDJK ahh the possibilities,,,

will i ever let him have a break? maybe soon but the answer is no not possible. God speed you little martyr maybe next time you will be chosen

--
2/120 acorns
TRACKER