Indeed. The keeper's denial was lethal. Though it was no less endearing to his First, who was now grasping desperately at any vestige of hope. Even if he knew said hope to be fleeting. It was a beautiful lie. A laugh caught in his throat and instead came out choking rasp, a grim sort of smile turning up his lips all the while. Leave it to Chip to lighten a disaster like this. A disaster they both knew would end as it existed: horribly.
His eyes cast down at the reassurances. No. It wouldn't be okay. This was the end game.
But if Chip wanted to live in this lie, who was he to stop him? Maybe dying horribly would hurt less if he kept wishing for redemption. But rage bubbled inside of him in that moment. A surge of unstable anger that lashed through him violently. His fists balled as the vines tightened in answer. Driving each down hard into the sand beneath him
Say goodbye to your Keeper.
His magic flared against his will, the vines constricted and when he looked up, it wasn't Carasson that glared at the keeper.
I almost killed you, I wanted to kill you.He rasped. Yes, he was remembering more and more like the thing inside of him wanted to ruin him one memory at a time.
His eyes cast down at the reassurances. No. It wouldn't be okay. This was the end game.
But if Chip wanted to live in this lie, who was he to stop him? Maybe dying horribly would hurt less if he kept wishing for redemption. But rage bubbled inside of him in that moment. A surge of unstable anger that lashed through him violently. His fists balled as the vines tightened in answer. Driving each down hard into the sand beneath him
Stop living in this fucking fantasy Chip. This is over. And if you don't do it now I will kill you this time. It's not if, it's when.He snarled.
Say goodbye to your Keeper.
His magic flared against his will, the vines constricted and when he looked up, it wasn't Carasson that glared at the keeper.
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