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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ❚ ❙ I WILL EITHER FIND A WAY ── OR I WIL MAKE ONE． ╱ 「 AU! PORTRAYAL. 」

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aedes elysiae’s victory, he assumed. yet mydeimos has no intention to stay too long, nor to give them the satisfaction of watching the last of castrum kremnos’ prince downfall.

@LESSOFGOD.

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his resolve? “and i will NEVER be. and i could not care less about this...—big day, whatever ceremony you people planned to hold. it has nothing to do with me!” it should have nothing to do with mydeimos—and even if it does, most likely he were to be paraded as a symbol of

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as much as he tried to remain conscious—to stay on alert, so at least he can be sure his family was safe.

“... don’t you ... touch them .... ” @LESSOFGOD.

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your bloodied hand touched his skin, this time he did not jerk his face away, yet his eyes gleamed with hatred all the same while holding your gaze. 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯? “you ... disgust me.” was all mydeimos managed, before his head hang low; fatigue slowly took him over,

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@LESSOFGOD / yeah? try me. :p

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to me, just…—” he wheezes, leaning his forehead against the cold, iron cage. “spare them, set them free.” mydeimos doesn’t say please, he would not beg—at least, for now.

@LESSOFGOD.

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skin and leaving scratches. his voice echoed throughout the room as he glared to the back of his captor’s head, yet it led to no effect than to exhausted so little of his strength left. “take everything i have, burn me to ashes—i don’t give a damn about what you are going to do