2 Works by DrownedQuirrel
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“I beg you,” the bearded rhinoceros beetle announces, much louder than intended, “cut me down.”
“As my final moment in life, I want to taste the blade’s exquisite edge.”
The little Ghost didn’t move, it didn’t even look like they were hesitating. Did they not understand? This is what he wants.“After all this time, all this toil… haven’t I earned it?”
what responded to him was only silence.The Nailsmith shuts his eyes awaiting the feeling of the clean slash of a Pure Nail, tearing through his old weary shell. Awaiting pain so unbearable that it could grant him at least some instance pleasure in this meaningless, pathetic life.
“Do not hesitate. I beg you.!” he continues to bellow, his throat growing sore from his shouts.
"Cut me down! I want to taste that blade’s exquisite edge."He waits.
It never came
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Or what happened to our dear Nailsmith after Ghost spares his life once he finished forging the Pure Nail
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Oh man, you got lost in a random forest coming home after work, hopefully you don't marry a random fox guy.