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The sword pushed through the flesh as the Nogitsune felt teeth sink into his arm. He screamed. This was it. Centuries, he waited. He waited for the time he would be free. Centuries, he would wait again…or perhaps an eternity? Maybe he would never be free again. When it felt like everything for him was over, that’s when he felt it. He felt like he was a star ready to implode. He felt like the vacuum of space was sucking him from the inside. One moment he was there and the next…vanished.
Stiles clutched his head. His teeth ground against each other and his legs felt numb. Everything…everything felt numb. Arms desperately clawed at his scalp, trying to find an opening – trying to find an opening to his mind – trying to split his skull to reach in and pull out whatever was growing inside. That was when he felt it. He felt like he was a star ready to implode. One moment he was there and the next…vanished.
