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Blood was slowly drooling at the roof, painting grey concrete with wet black in the moonlight. It was over. The hero corpse was lying unmoving, mutilated from the fight.
Professor let out a burst of nervous laughter, before falling to the knees in front of this sight. He did it, he killed his archnemesis once and for all. He could rule this town from now on, without any resistance. He laughed once more, before shutting himself up with his own hand.
The hero was still pretty in the dim silver light. His mouth was half-opened, chewed lips painted with blood, glimmering in the moon ray. Chaos crawled closer, hovering over the fallen hero for a few seconds before finding the courage to slip down, pressing their lips together. They were still warm, wet with blood and salvia, and it was so good to kiss him, even after his demise.
He lifted himself up, licking the lips. Metal taste filled his mouth, proving the reality of what just happened. He smiled, petting Hero’s cheeks, teasing the rim of his mask, not able to remove it. He could do it, he has all rights to know, but… but somehow stopped him.
Maybe he wanted this last secret to last forever, to be unsolved for eternity. He was so obsessed with uncovering the Mysterion, and now, when it was within a hand reach he just… couldn’t. It was wrong, this secret shouldn’t be uncovered like that, it should either be the crown of Chaos masterful plan or disappear in the flow of time unknown.
Chaos sighed and stood up, throwing the last glance at the fallen hero. The sense of Dejavu was curling in his throat like he had seen this picture so many times before… No, probably his high on adrenaline and success. It’s not like Mysterion could rise from the dead, right?
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Kenny woke up with a headache. This time it was hit in the head, got it. He touched his lips, that was still carrying others’ taste. He smiled, blushing a little. Would there ever be a time when Chaos would kiss him while he’s alive?