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TEMPORARY HIATUS
Foul Legacy’s ugly, clamorous whispers rose sharply in his head. They prodded and tested his most volatile emotions. Fury, shame, self-hatred, his eagerness to destroy, to fight, to kill -
His best laid plans were a complete and utter failure. The Tsaritsa’s assignment had been poached out from under him, and his ineptitude allowed it. He had failed to find the god who hid right under his nose.
Liyue was supposed to be a straightforward mission, but had been played a fool by everyone; even himself.
He let himself get attached. To Liyue. To the pretty funeral consultant who told him about the world and now pulled it out from under his feet.
Perhaps it wasn’t Liyue he desired; maybe it was a man who never existed. A god who never really cared.
The whispers touched on something new, something tender, something more easily provoked: heartbreak; betrayal. They grasped, and they tugged, and something snapped.