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And because Dan Heng is cruel, he does not allow Blade the peace to come to terms with any of this. Instead, he lowers Cloudpiercer into an idle stance- and the spear looks wrong too, even though it felt the same against the monsters’ flesh in Blade’s periphery- and says, in a level voice, “it’s been a while.”
That’s the breaking point- not his strange new horns, curved and resting against the curls of his hair like a crown, not the fact that even after his boots have settled back on the ground he still stands barely taller than Blade, not even the way his eyes, flecked with the same shade of gold as his horns, look straight into Blade’s without their familiar hesitation. It’s his voice, budding with something horrifyingly close to empathy. To genuine interest.
Blade is briefly overrun by the feeling that he doesn’t know this person.
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28 Jan 2026
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It does not take long for said visitor to kneel next to him and take his hand reverently. Then, Dan Heng feels his soft tongue lap up the blood, trailing upwards to the gash he made in his palm. His hand twitches as the gash is licked tentively—a mix of pain and pleasure. The blood that dripped from his hand, all of it, was tasted greedily like a sinful elixir. Yet, for the both of them, Dan Heng knows it is far from enough.
“Blade,” he spoke his name nonchalantly.
Blood becomes them, and they cannot untwist themselves from one another.
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21 Dec 2024