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Viktor, metal armour chipped and blooming electrical flares a second to the next, Hexclaw bent at an alarming angle and one dimmed eye on his mask, was on his doorstep. In his hand was the bouquet of flowers, albeit ruined — more ruined than usual, at least.
; The way hatred is quietly let go and nothing but loud love is left.
Bookmarked by Soulslayer178
24 Nov 2025
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Bookmarked by Soulslayer178
24 Nov 2025
