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— Soulmates written in bloody ink —
… Those whose task was to kill, will one day, sooner or later complete it even if it means harming the ones closest to you to achieve it. …
Ever since TDL and TCO created a spiral of inconvenience, whilst together ending the hollow head legacy of being either deleted, or discarded by the one and only, soulless creator Alan Becker, they entered a land of endless possibilities. Relieving their built up anger, in other platforms that firstly included, little to no action, nor torture, turning them into burning pits of destruction.
TDL enjoyed seeing others scream in terror, feeling the same amount of control that Alan had felt, using him as a tool, a weapon, to kill the one and only person that understood him.
But did TCO understand him? From the first new platform entered, TCO couldn’t help but feel guilty for making others feel that same kind of pain that he felt, being used as entertainment. Though what could her say, making TDL happy seemed to be his last objective. Though he never really had one…
Entering the final platform, TCO couldn’t comprehend what was so joyful about seeing others cry. But whatever made TDL happy, made him *a bit* happier.