empyred
“ why are you looking at me like that. “
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⠀ ⠀⠀力⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀﴾ chikara ﴿ ˢᵒʳᶜᵉʳᵉʳ
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he is always listening. he is always there.
loving. craving. hoping. preying. hurting.
sell your soul in a pact. sell your heart to
his youth. sell your body to his fights.
w͟o͟r͟s͟h͟i͟p͟ ͟h͟i͟m͟. chain by chain, he builds
the foundations of a world free of the
curses and non-sorcerers alike. body
by body, he adds to his arsenal of life.
each person a sacrifice for his mortality.
each curse a sacrifice for his very power.
his heart is blank. empty. a soulless void.
he longs to fill it. to achieve a wholeness
that has been wrongfully kept from him in
this life. he captures what he does not yet
understand; enchains them to his being.
s͟o͟ ͟t͟h͟e͟y͟ ͟c͟a͟n͟n͟o͟t͟ ͟l͟e͟a͟v͟e͟.͟ ͟
“ why are you looking at me like that. “
﹐ wow ! how utterly astounding ! your attack definitely could have hurt me , you must be a powerful human ! ^^
@espolde ─── . ✦ ٬ `` no one has said that before. I always found my eyes to be my most distinct feature. thank you, what should I call you? "
i see .... and your eyes ... you do not seem to be an angel and yet your eyes are the color of peonies !!
that’s interesting,
@illcurse ─── . ✦ ٬ `` for conversations? haha, that is surely one way to put it. I saw you consume a curse. I have to say I have never seen such a technique before. I've seen curses that eat curses, but not humans. are they as disgusting as they look? "
@chainmnts: plenty, that’s what you keep people around for. isn’t it? then, how may i help you?
〝 the shikigami that i take care of aren't meant to be potential playthings for you- "
@truename ─── . ✦ ٬ `` it's fun, I suppose, watching people's reactions to when something so precious to them is taken away. "
(hmmm), woah scary. should i scream and cry for dramatic effect?
@6THEYES ─── . ✦ ٬ `` who said it wasn't charming? " he asked with a grin, turning his palm upwards towards the sky before they finally drop to his sides. `` it's hard to be afraid of death these days, so many ways someone could come back.. wouldn't you agree? death feels not like much of a threat anymore. "
@chainmnts: i’m hurt. in fact, usually people would say i’m rather charming. [lips curl, but satoru’s looming figure finally stands in front of the other. hands stuck in his pocket’s, as his infinity kept a safe distance between the two of them.] aren’t you too calm for someone who could die? i mean, i admire your carefree spirit, truly.
“ l͟e͟t͟ ͟m͟e͟ ͟g͟o͟..!! “
“ /puppy/? i’m not your pet. “
@empyred ─── . ✦ ٬ `` are you going to shame me if I am? that only works for me more. ^^ "
“ i won’t do it. “
@empyred ─── . ✦ ٬ it was painful. of course, it was painful - his hand was being mawed off the very bone of his body. yet, despite the agonising feeling, it soon dulled even as flesh was torn away. his expression breaks into sheer exhilaration. pink eyes are wide, a bead of sweat rolls down a temple, and teeth sink into a plump lip. `` oh, look at you, so hungry .. I was too mean, wasn't i? trying to feed you something so gross. " his remaining hand cards through black tresses, curling into locks of onyx. `` is that better? do i taste good? " slowly but surely, bone knits itself back together, muscles and veins follow suit.
the curse merely grumbled in reply, a sharp contrast to the gentleness with which they took the hand in theirs. well, he doesn’t hesitate. their jaw gapes wide, fangs bared— there’s the crunch of bone. then again, and again.. until gore smears their lips and chin, and there’s nothing left of chikara’s offered limb than a bloody stump.
/ h-hi..!
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⠀ ⠀⠀力⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀﴾ chikara ﴿ ˢᵒʳᶜᵉʳᵉʳ
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he is always listening. he is always there.
loving. craving. hoping. preying. hurting.
sell your soul in a pact. sell your heart to
his youth. sell your body to his fights.
w͟o͟r͟s͟h͟i͟p͟ ͟h͟i͟m͟. chain by chain, he builds
the foundations of a world free of the
curses and non-sorcerers alike. body
by body, he adds to his arsenal of life.
each person a sacrifice for his mortality.
each curse a sacrifice for his very power.
his heart is blank. empty. a soulless void.
he longs to fill it. to achieve a wholeness
that has been wrongfully kept from him in
this life. he captures what he does not yet
understand; enchains them to his being.
s͟o͟ ͟t͟h͟e͟y͟ ͟c͟a͟n͟n͟o͟t͟ ͟l͟e͟a͟v͟e͟.͟ ͟
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