ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:@eldritchTherapy Infinite realities infinite possibilities and now you stand before another version of yourself, they're god-tier apparel is so bright it practically blinds you, instinctively you block out almost every word of your own rambling, you always overdid it while talking even you knew it was a problem. Of course it seems this version of you isn't as bad as you are much more heroic much more determined much more angelic. You can't help but imagine what her relationship life is like before of course ignoring it Sure she probably has a love her back at home doesn't matter. In a flash you to our at each other's throats, her blasts of light hard to dodge shore but you can remedy the damage You're much more durable than any other Roae out there, Being a vessel your body can regenerate on tongue unless of course the beast you made a deal with choose to not allow you to regenerate which why would they do that. You weave back and forth up and down attempting your best to dodge each of the blasts before finally seeing an opening You fire your own blast of pure hot white light directly through her skull, of course it's not over You know that You see the apparel and you know that almost any rose worth their salt is a god-tier. She comes back and dashes at you madly, surprisingly still keeping the righteous demeanor wow also being a bit more ruthless this time around, managed to cut up your tendrils pretty good Her needles very very sharp You wonder why she didn't start with this she's much better at close range after all Don't get yourself wrong You're amazing at close range but she might be better which is impressive considering how many tendrils you have backing you up. Perhaps you need to work on your technique a bit more after this, One of the tendrills goes directly through her throat as you land on the ground regenerating best your abilities and another flash she's back. Getting a little ridiculous but what are you to do but kill her again. Sure it's brute Force but you don't really have another option, and most case scenarios you don't believe reviving by God tear is exactly an option for you. You're pretty terrible and you don't really make a secret of that adjust death is all but guaranteed for you. Well you do have a way of remedying it however that's a lot of work and you don't have all the tools ready for at least right now once you do have it ready though it will be much harder to kill you. For now though you trade blows The fight starts blurring together this time she's impaled through the chest This time her guts spill out onto the ground This time she suffocates as you choke her out slowly this time she suffers. Just count almost but for the 11th death you drowned her in her own blood for a solid 3 minutes she was gargling on it coughing it up desperately as you held her down You couldn't let her live You couldn't let her get away with wronging you like that. You'd lose all your bite and be left with nothing more than bark and you can't have that. She got back up after that and something felt like it had changed, maybe she was just holding back this whole time or maybe she had some help like you did either way the next blast of light took your arm off rather gruesomely, your inky black blood spilling on the ground as you start moving faster You have to keep it up now You stop moving and it's very clear that in a moment you'll be dead. You desperately weave through the air taking as many evasive maneuvers as possible your second arm being taken off a moment later The only thing left are a few stray tendrils that are struggling to keep your balance of course that's when she made her last mistake getting up close grabbing you by the throat and raising her needle Has she began talking about justifications and how she was sorry. That was always your problem wasn't it You didn't know when to shut the fuck up. Has she finished her dialogue bringing it down for the final killing blow You desperately stabbed her through the chest tearing out each organ one by one her ribs shattering into shards of bone impaling themselves into her own heart her own spleen or intestines spilling out as you both come crashing to the ground You keep going You keep tearing you keep breaking You keep destroying everything about yourself your face your arms your legs nothing is sacred anymore nothing matters anymore She can't move she can't breathe She can't feel anymore. You sit there over her body as you beg for her to not get back up as you beg for her to stay dead, your patron of course decides to give you a break the clock ticks back and forth. Tick tock Tick tock And a tendril holds it down over heroic, she finally stops breathing. #violence #gore #death You can't forget this so soon, it just happened. πΌπππππ’ πππ
Has anyone ever told you to stop doing this shit.
ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ:We both know the answer to that. πΌπππππ’ πππ