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Two Time looked down at their shaking hands, their knuckles turning a ghostly white from the tight grip they hold on the dagger. They looked at the bloody wound beneath them for just a moment, quickly averting their gaze as bile threatened to rise.
Two Time dared not to say a word, not to even take too loud of a breath. The smell of sickly iron crawled up their spine, whispering to them their sins.
Then, suddenly, a dripping sound. Their blinks of confusion were wet as they brought a tense, bloodied hand to their cheek.
Fingers met salty tears as they jumped.
Why... why are they crying?
This was- this was good, this was for the spawn, for them, for-
For......
"Azure?" A voice snarked.
Their head spun around, their eyes meeting dark forest. They looked all around frantically, and then-
"Down hereee~" the voice sung, and Two Time's eyes widened as-
Azure's face was the same. Blood dribbled at the corner of his mouth, his red, puffy eyes blankly staring into the dark abyss.
Two Time scrambled away from the corpse, before vomiting onto the forest floor. They coughed up acid, their throat burning and sour, wet with sick and dry like sand-paper all at the same time.
"No, no, no, SHUT UP!" They screamed, gripping their hair as tears and strings of saliva dripped from their face.
"No, no, no?" The voice began, "I remember a certain someone saying that exact thing."
Images flashed in front of Two Time's eyes, images of nightshade's and cuddles in a twin sized bed, the dagger and the forest and the spawn and- and-
The sound of skin ripping open, blossoming like a flower as blood spurted out like pollen in spring.
Two Time shook their head, "GET OUT!" They screamed, their fist banging against their skull. "OUT, OUT, OUT!!"
The words scraped against their throat, but were met with no reaction.
The words closed in on them like a predator, mixing together until all they knew was whispers of their sins.
They became louder, louder, and louder, until they pierced their very skull, practically rupturing their ear drums with pure sound.
The words, the truth of what they are pulled and poked at their skin, seeping into their pores and the crevices of their brain's folds, twirling around their nerves and wriggling into their very heart.
The voices screamed, seeping into their head until all of it, all the words and teasing remarks and insults and pure, unadulterated truths were inescapable, unable to be filtered out, playing on loop in their ears and out of their ears and in the very fabric of reality itself-
And then, a snap.
Two Time grabbed their dagger, the blood now dried and dark, and stabbed at the ground hard and fast.
A zipper-like noise filled the forest clearing as pain blocked out the screaming. They looked at their arm, and saw burgundy flowing down onto the dirt.
"Heh..." They began, their lip twitching upwards, "Heh... Heheh... Hahahaha... HAHAHAHA!"
Their face morphed into a large, toothy grin as they grabbed their arm, squeezing out the rose-colored blood. They laughed, and laughed, and laughed as they wiped the blood up and down their arm, in their hands, on their face, in their hair.
They looked up at the dark, cloudy sky as they laughed.
They put their arm above their face, blood dripping onto them.
"Pretty..." They remarked, their voice almost completely lost.
The buzzing yells threatened to return, and Two Time scrambled towards the dagger, making another cut.
They sighed in relief, before an image caught their eye.
Two Time slowly turned to the side, and saw...
Something, staring them down, growling.
They were the screams. The voice.
Two Time blinked, and just like that, it was no longer visible.
But they could still feel it. Still hear it, faintly. They averted their gaze back to their beautiful, beautiful arm, and just...
Stared.
And stared, and stared, and stared, and stared.
The blood on them crusted over, becoming hard and sticky as Two Time's mind clouded over, dizziness and confusion overtaking their thoughts.
They... need to do something about their arm, they know this much, but what it is they need to do is lost to the void.
They force their body to stand, their hands barely able to keep a grip on their dagger, and they stumble over to Azure.
"Azure..." they whisper, laying themselves on him.
Two Time closes his eyes, his body shaky and clammy.
"I'm sorry..." They barely whisper, before their mind fades into the darkness.