#cw-rotting

Chronicles of the Heir, Finale. "Apotheosis." ..The heir finds himself at his weakest, his body, decaying before his very eyes, undergoing a process of prolonged and immense physical and emotional torment, forcing those close to him and those within the broad eye of the public as his very thoughts, the very parts of his being were being unveiled before the eyes of dozens of people. His moments of weakness, the regrets of his past, the very moments from piece to piece of whom had built him up and broke him down into the very fundamental principles of the person who he had became today. This tale...Read more

..My purpose knows no bounds. Even useful upon a throne. But all alone.. Or am i? (Or am I?) What am i? (What am I?) (forgotten so) How have I (oh no, how could I have) forgotten so The perfect principles. (The perfect principles.) I taught you. (You taught me?) I thought you. (I thought we.) Could never. (Could never ever thought we'd) Become so Numb to what the world would give you. (Become so Numb to what the world would give you.) Lie, belying the greatest test. (Lie.) Die, wonderful prying whats inside your chest. (Die.) ...Read more

Chronicles of the Heir, Part 6 "Le fardeau entropatique." ..A feeling of.. sudden weakness, a already present coldness only growing colder, hands, hands caressing at the skin, ones own skin, tip.. tap tap tap, solid, flesh bending in a way unseen, unfelt. Hollowness, another tap, a pierce, a lack of pain, a sensation of something that shouldn't be but simply is, the mind, stinging, signals intercrossing, visions of something, of someone, of the self, variants, several variants of the self, death, entropy, tick, tock, tick tock. The thread weaves, visible, each tug being felt across an ebb and f...Read more