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“Killing you would be quick,” Erik said. “He would heal from that wound. I want to return you to him changed.”
(Post KCD2. Erik captures Hans.)
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20 Sep 2025
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“Penumbra (n.) — a part of a shadow where the light is not wholly gone, used especially of the half-shadow cast during an eclipse.”
Evil does not reproduce; it perfects itself. And the Lord does not halt wheels that men themselves insist on turning.
Some would argue whether Henry pushed or István leapt. But they should note, perhaps, that God kept His silence as ever.
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09 Sep 2025
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Religion! Horror! Exorcisms! Piercings! And Gerard is a priest.
Disclaimer: I stole frequently and unrepentantly from Joss Whedon and the makers of various horror movies throughout this whole series. Also I am not an expert on the Vatican or medical-type things, so please accept my apologies in advance for all the wild inaccuracies I am sure you are about to encounter. If everyone could just assume this is the Magical Made-Up Vatican, you know, like the religious institution version of those tour buses that drive themselves and don't carry anyone but the band, that would be awesome.
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09 Jul 2025
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Erik listens to the ragged rattle of his breaths as he stares down at the murky puddle of mud before him. You won, he tells himself, then again when his body offers only a yawning pit where his heart would be. You won. An ache so encompassing he feels hollowed out.
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He shouts again, finally reaching for his sword where it still stood in the dirt. He tries to suck in another breath as he grips the sword guard on either side of the blade. His arms ache as he lifts the weight of the sword up until he can rest the tip of it against the hollow of his throat. He kneels and can barely feel the bite of the blade over the pounding in his head, the roaring sound of blood in his ears, and the heavy thud of his heart. Even if he didn’t cut through it, he’d hit something else important.
“Fucking whoreson,” he whimpers, arms quivering in exertion as they kept the sword raised. “Do it.”~
a retelling of the endgame segment from Erik's perspectiveBookmarked by kanedariku
05 Jul 2025
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Samuel was going to be a star. Was born under one destined for greatness.
His Maestro would see it through, cost be damned.
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01 Jul 2025