[ it's a question for the ages, and a question for himself. one he knows the answer to and doesn't know the answer to, the cobbled together pieces of a person he is. you can put someone back together with a lot of things, but love is one of the strongest. just like he's the strongest man in the world.
the pain registers briefly, and he lets out an involuntary sigh as it goes through the layers of his heart. there's not much time to think, but in the time there is, he smiles. he can't forget that too. the very first lesson he was ever taught. and he—
his body shudders, but in his last moment he feels something. or rather, all the buzzing in his head clears. all the emotions ratcheting around his skull like a ping pong ball stop. that's what death is like, except he's not dead, yet, just barely.
somewhere, very far away, a particular fiend feels something loosening and breaking away.
he doesn't have any time to figure out what this means, but it is some type of relief. the unburdening of something he's been carrying, that was forced on him without him knowing. that's the very last feeling he has. ]
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the pain registers briefly, and he lets out an involuntary sigh as it goes through the layers of his heart. there's not much time to think, but in the time there is, he smiles. he can't forget that too. the very first lesson he was ever taught. and he—
his body shudders, but in his last moment he feels something. or rather, all the buzzing in his head clears. all the emotions ratcheting around his skull like a ping pong ball stop. that's what death is like, except he's not dead, yet, just barely.
somewhere, very far away, a particular fiend feels something loosening and breaking away.
he doesn't have any time to figure out what this means, but it is some type of relief. the unburdening of something he's been carrying, that was forced on him without him knowing. that's the very last feeling he has. ]