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“ Fu…Haah… ”
“ Ngh.. hah… ”
Pure vanilla pants as he struggles against the binds holding his wrists upwards, his body barely keeping upright, his figure curved as he focuses all of his limited and dwindling energy into pushing back against the deceitful magic Shadow Milk had placed on him. He mustn’t fall under his control…
Gritting his teeth, Pure Vanilla channels his strength into pushing back against the incessant whispers attempting to enthrall his soul.
“ GH!- “
It’s barely enough to keep it all at bay though. As if his rising struggle for control wasn’t enough in itself, his focus is interrupted by the mischievous laughter of Shadow Milk — the cookie reveling in the healer’s misery.
“Still refusing to give in now? Aw, your efforts are almost noble… too bad it’s all for nothing!”
Sweat dripping down his face, Pure Vanilla attempts to ignore the jester as he circles him like he’s prey.
“Come now, don’t pretend as if I’m not here! As the centerpiece of this show, you should know to keep your audience entertained!” The trickster sneaks behind Pure Vanilla, grabbing his waist in a move that causes his captive to gasp.
Shadow Milk trails his hand up the thighs of the other cookie, ever so lightly and yet still promising nothing but danger.
“A foolish puppet thief whose entire life has been nothing but one big lie, yet desperately clings to your pathetic virtues… you should really just give up , y’know?”
…And yet the ancient only feels his resolved bolster at the derision of counterpart, furrowing his brows in defiance.
“I…will not falter!” He grits out through his wearied form.
His tormenter frowns at that, looking increasingly dissatisfied for a moment… before grinning widely. “ Heh …AHAHA! Lying to not only me but yourself now, are we? You don’t want to admit it in front of me, but you know you’re already falling! Deceit will consume you, and you will finally plunge into despair!” He grabs the boy’s chin, sinking his nails into his cheeks and leaving crescent shaped markings from where he tightly grips. Pure Vanilla nearly lets a cry slip at the treatment as his closed eyes are brought closely to Shadow Milk’s manic ones.
“Yes, continue your futile efforts to cling to your oh so precious truth! What is it holding you back? Your petty pride? Whatever it is, it’ll make it all the more entertaining for me to watch you break .”
Pure vanilla almost feels as if the pressure of the magic— but no, that can’t be, it was already so powerful!—
“ Gh - NGH! AH!” He can feel his defenses unwillingly waning… and in the midst of the presence of Shadow milk cookie to witness it…
Shadow milk traces over the others Soul Jam. Soon, it will all be his. Oh, how he cannot wait to extend his realm and plunge the world into never-ending chaos !
“Oh, this is just too much fun vanilly! Who would’ve known you’d be so entertaining! I just wanna keep playing with my new toy, keep it up!”
The jester animatedly slaps a hand against the healer’s behind as one would with a horse, degrading the man further.
Pure Vanilla can only flush his cheeks and whimper in humiliation. He’ll never be able to break out of this on his own.
He can only hope at this point that his dear friends may find him soon… before it’s too late.