@sunderedImplement — #horror
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
-- [subservientChronicler has posted an image!] -- [The images contents and perspective appear to be from an elevated stance, like someone had taken these photos from the roof of a room, the photo show what appears to be one Aradym, looking around what appears to be a pent-hive suite at the top of a hivestem, he looks alarmed, as if he had just heard something move within his vacinity, clenching what appears to be a 2x3dent.] #horror #cw-psychologcalhorror
..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
Chronicles Of The Heir, Part 5, Part 2. "Endure Totality, or persist in the doomed world you aren't strong enough to save." The heir can barely hold himself upwards, the beast speaks yet again, its voice echoing within the mind of the heir, speaking as if it is reading through the questions he thinks in his mind. "Yes." The heir looks up, agasp and in shock of the sudden answer. "You had been given a life in which none of your suffering had ever been meaningful or justified, I am asking you to endure more anyway." "..We both know that you know that I only speak in silences." "A thous...Read more
Chronicles Of The Heir, Part 5, Part 1. "Is one truly capable of choice?" The Heir reaches the end of a long corridor, pillars of rotting, wilted, cracked marble decorate its sides.. leading into that of a grand-chamber, following upon the threads sewn together, continually showcasing more and more doomed outcomes, each of different versions of himself, he stares up into them with horror, seeing these endless visages of himself alongside the continued dread litterally weighing on his shoulders, there is a bit of reluctance to move forward. Yet the heir does so anyways, as deep within his mind, he had ...Read more
The Chronicle of the Heir, Part I. "How The Heir came to be." The Chronicle begins itself within the confines of caverns, in which that of an heir is born, a male heir in an empire most matriarchal with every other being that of an heiress, this empire is large and vast and inherently oppressive within its nature, separated by that in different castes. The heir is considered something of an anomaly, for it was the first male amongst its caste. The caretakers of this heir to be are left at a crossroads at its discovery after having felled its foster bull-shark, looking over it, the young heir snuggl...Read more