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As the glass shattered across the floor, not a single bit of sounds were to be heard except for the one of the now broken glass, and a blonde haired individual breathing heavily, panting, even.
“Please-“, the man choked out, “I had no option, no way to go, I was clueless, I had no idea what I was doing!” No remorse showed in the expression of the man facing the panting blonde.
“I didn’t mean to put you - or him - through ANY of this! Please, do mercy me, change for the better!”, he sharply exhaled at the end of each sentence. Purple eyes glazed upon the cowering figure in their sight, looking down at the petty, begging man.
“Not once in your career have you showed remorse, **Odium**, not once did you hear me out. You didn’t even let me speak to protect Nate. You are a disgrace to what a human is meant to be, the embodiment of hatred, the one who killed me, along with the person I loved the most. Now you expect me to mercy you, to not put this blade onto your throat and end it once and for all.”
“Pyua, PLEASE-!”
“I will never forgive you, ever. You are dumb to think such thing in the first place.”
Pyua took a step forward, kicking the glass shards that had shattered across the floor in Odium’s direction.
“We are the same, you and I. You kill out of hatred, now you will die by the hands of the man you made hate you, the man who you infused hate upon when you did what you did.”
Odium grunts, the wounds all over his body majorly impacting his consciousness.
“Then end me.”
Pyua turned his head in an instant.
“What?”
“End me, I said.”
“End me, Pyua, end me, the hatred that has destroyed all you ever had, that is what you truly want isn’t it? Or will the guilt slowly overcome you, becoming a murder, someone who owes a soul. You, Pyua, you are a pure soul, you’d never do such thing, not while **he** could get wind of it, would you?”
“I have made my decision once and for all, you will not go out of these halls breathing.”
“**He’d think less of you.**” , “After all you two have endured together, would you really want him to-“
Blood gurgles.
“No head?”, Pyua looks down Odium.
“He’ll be proud, proud of the courage it took, to kill you. You don’t know him, you don’t know anyone.”