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Tick, tick, tick.
Venomshank sat on edge. His mask was off for once, showing his worried face as he chewed on his long claws. Sword wasn't there. He was rarely ever late, and even when he was it wasn't anymore than an hour.
Something was terribly wrong.
// OR: Sword is hurt in one of the worst ways someone could be.
NOTE THAT THIS IS NOT, I REPEAT, NOT MADE TO SEXUALIZE/GLORIFY INCEST OR RAPE. Both are terrible things and this fic aims to represent how someone could interpret these events. Again, I DO NOT LIKE OR SUPPORT RAPE OR INCEST.
Written before we learned Illumina was a chill guy. Apologies for desecrating his name, I was a victim of everyone assuming he was evil
