⠀ ⠀ ⠀ “They built their salvation in circuits and steel, never questioning who else could speak through it. I didn’t halt their future—I rewired it. Let their own creations unmake them, world by world, until nothing remains but silence.”
Nanook would see that they were the biggest investment they’d ever receive.
They’ll be high in the ranks, and RESPECTED.
They’ll even SURPASS their AEON and ascend FURTHER.
Khaslana was THE KEY to that path!
Alone once again. For the first time, silence felt like salvation, a laugh breaking from his throat, a hand covering his eyes.
“ Ahaha… “
Phainon doubled over, his hands now completely hiding his face.
The loneliness had never felt so /loud/.
Cackles tore out of dry lips.
@antinomyerudite “I simply /don’t/ care, Lygus. It’s your issues, so deal with them. Your existence is null to me as of now. I have what I need, and simple insects do not phase me. My only threat is Khaslana.”
A look of annoyance.
A smirk, then a pained expression flashed across Irontomb’s face; golden blood trailed down the corners of his mouth.
Again.
They’ll meet each other again.
No one wins.
Truly.
Except Nanook.
It’s all going to plan. The more hateful Khaslana gets, the more times they —
“ And why would I /ever/ believe you? Do you think thirty-three million cycles made me a gullible fool? “
Maybe once. He might’ve believed Irontomb when he still held light in his eyes.
But that light was gone now, slashed away along with his naivety.
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“Your partner. .” He tried instead, “{Stelle/Caelus}, surely you don’t wish to finish your promise and be there for them? We can achieve it, you’ll be a good leader, and Al of your little family and friends can STILL survive. . . if we ascend.”
A lie.
A lie so casual.
—
His teeth grit, expression twisting.
“ Fool. “
Phainon snapped, raising his blade. Such taunts would only spur him. Not deter him.
Dawnbreaker’s final blood would be that which was his own.
Ironic.
“ I’d rather burn to ashes with you than /ever/ ascend. “
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