Luciel strode across the room
with a smile on his face, he twirled his sword as he went.
"S̵e̸e̶m̶s̶ ̴l̵i̵k̵e̸ ̵y̶o̶u̵'̴r̶e̴ ̷a̶l̴l̸ ̶t̸i̴e̷d̴ ̸u̸p̷~̸
̸N̴o̸w̴,̷ ̶I̴f̵ ̶o̸n̴l̴y̸ ̵t̶h̴e̸r̷e̸ ̶w̶a̷s̴ ̶a̴ ̷w̵a̸y̸ ̴t̶o̸
̵m̸a̶k̴e̴ ̵s̴u̸r̴e̸ ̵y̴o̶u̸ ̴c̵o̴u̴l̷d̵n̶'̸t̴
̷s̷c̷r̷e̵a̷m̵.̶.̴.̷" He purred, narrowing his eyes. "Te̶l̶l̴
̵m̸e̵.̸.̸.̷ ̶H̸o̸w̵ ̷w̸o̸u̸l̷d̵ ̶y̴o̶u̷ ̴p̶r̵e̴f̷e̵r̵ ̵t̵o̵
̴d̵i̶e̸?̶ ̷D̶i̵s̸e̷m̷b̴o̵w̸e̴l̸m̸e̸n̸t̸?̶
̸D̵e̷c̵a̷p̷i̵t̴a̶t̵i̸o̸n̶,̷ ̷S̴t̵r̶a̸n̶g̸u̴l̸a̶t̵i̴o̵n̶,̶
̶E̸x̶s̴a̵n̵g̴u̸i̷n̶a̵t̶i̵o̵n̵?̸ ̴T̵h̵e̸r̷e̸ ̷a̸r̵e̴ ̶s̸o̸ ̶m̸a̵n̶y̴
̵o̵p̸t̸i̶o̷n̵s̷ ̴t̴o̴ ̸c̵h̶o̷o̷s̴e̵ ̶f̶r̷o̴m̷.̴.̴.̷" The tone
in his voice was chilling and full of malice. Yet despite that he
had a wide, toothy grin on his face as he spoke.
Time:I-I don’t want to die! Just- lemme go-
*A vine was wrapped around your mouth causing you muffle*
*you couldn’t do anything, your gonna die here, without Glich or
KID knowing.*
Time:*you started to muffle words*
Luciel got a bad feeling that
those muffled words were going to be the end of his fun. He took
his sword and rather quickly embedded it deep into a gap between
the vines, his smile having turned into a snarl. "I̷ ̶w̴i̴l̴l̶
̵N̴O̵T̸ ̵l̶e̷t̷ ̵t̵h̶i̸s̸ ̷g̵e̵t̵ ̴r̵u̵i̴n̷e̶d̵ ̴a̸g̷a̷i̶n̷.̷"
He hissed, twisting the blade as he forced it in
deeper.
*you felt a pierce in your chest, the blood was slowly pooring out.
You tried to scream but you can’t. Your dying.
The skitmin drops you down*
Time:grk *you started to cough up blood, you can’t speak.. you
started to dust in some areas*
Luciel's eyes widened, a little
surprised that he hadn't been stopped again."I̶.̵.̵.̴ ̶I̸
̵d̸i̷d̷ ̶i̵t̶?̸ ̶" He laughed starting off as a small chuckle
and growing louder. He couldn't believe it. "I̴ ̸F̷I̶N̵A̵L̵L̴Y̷
̶D̷I̸D̸ ̶I̵T̷!̵!̵!̶" He pulled his sword out smoothly, flicking
it to get rid of some of the blood. He didn't exactly know what to
do now however, so he settled for sitting down and watching Time
until there was nothing left but dust. He motioned for the Skitmin
to come over, giving it pets and scratches and quietly saying that
it had done a good job.
*the skitmin started to purr and looked at the dust, it started to
sniff it before sneezing backwards*
*KID felt a pain in the chest, but ignored it*
Glich: Alright.. I’ll keep a hold onto it. *you place the jar into
the closet* you sure you don’t need it?
KID:..I’m sure...
Luciel felt content, enjoying
the feeling of ending a life. He glanced up at the pile and then
around the room. "W̸h̴a̷t̸.̶.̴.̷?̵ ̷W̶a̶i̸t̷ ̸a̷
̸m̴i̷n̸u̴t̴e̶.̷.̵.̸ ̸W̷h̸e̵r̴e̷ ̵i̵s̸ ̸i̷t̶?̶ ̶D̵i̵d̷ ̴t̷h̷e̶y̶
̴n̶o̶t̸ ̷h̵a̸v̸e̸ ̴o̶n̶e̸.̸.̴.̸?̶ ̷N̸o̷,̵ ̷e̵v̴e̷r̴y̸t̶h̸i̷n̶g̶
̴h̷a̸s̸ ̵a̶ ̸s̷o̶u̴l̵.̴.̵.̶ ̷T̵h̸e̵n̶ ̴w̴h̸e̶r̸e̴ ̷i̶s̸
̵i̶t̵?̴" He went over to the dust and brushed through it,
looking for any sort of soul. After a few moments he sighed and
gave up, deciding that there wasn't one to find. He leaned against
the wall, setting his sword aside and closing his eyes, letting the
rush of a kill wash over him for a bit as he calmed
down.
Glich:I can remove the bracelet if you wan-
KID:n-no.. I can’t let myself go like that again..
Glich:you sure? I can-
KID:yea... I’m... sure.. if you see Time, tell them I said
“Hi”.
*you opened the door and walked out of the room. Skitmin eats rises
up, as if it heard someone walking outside*
Luciel had calmed down, letting
his breathing slow back down to a normal pace. During this the
curse receded for a time, having no need to be active if there was
no soul to gain power from.
He opened his eyes and was met with blood and dust. He didn't
understand what he was looking at at first. But the he saw his
bloodied sword next to him and connected the dots. He felt sick. He
felt awful. He had killed one of his friends in another blackout...
Tears began to form in his eyes and he tried to convince himself
that it was just a dream, a nightmare. But he knew all to well that
it wasn't... "No... no... not again..."
*KID started to walk towards their room to grab something they
left. They reach for the knob to discover that it’s been
locked*
KID:huh? *you knocked onto the door* Hey Time, can you unlock...
the door?
*you feel like something isn’t right*
Luciel looked up at the door,
panic in his eyes. He quickly got up, looking around for any
escape, any way he could get away from what he did.
"Oh no... no no nonono..." He didn't want to get caught, he didn't
want to be here. What would KID say? What would they do? He
couldn't take any chances. He had to get out.
"Hey! Whoa, no. Let's not do
that alright?" He said to the Skitmin. "Maybe... The closet... Yes
the closet! Come on." He picked up the Skitmin and went to hide,
doing his best to keep quiet. He stepped inside and closed the
door, barely breathing and waiting...
Suddenly a thought stuck out to him. 'Your sword...' He left
it on the floor.
*you lost your patience*
KID:ok that’s it.. I’m breaking the door down *you stepped back and
run towards the door, creating a loud thud* one more should do it
*you walked backwards and then charged to the door, forcefully
opening it, you fell down*
KID:grr Time why did you- *you see dust and blood on the floor*
T-Time?
Luciel head the bang and the
sound of you in the room. He held his breath, tears still in his
eyes. 'Please don't find me... please...' He thought, barely
managing to keep it together enough to not sob. All he could do was
listen and wait...
As he did he looked down at the floor and felt his heart drop. His
shoes were caked in dust and blood, leaving marks where he stood.
Which meant... there was a trail leading right to him... [i]'Oh
no... Don't notice the trail... For the love of everything don't
notice it.'[i/] He felt shaky, his panic setting in just a bit
more.
*you stared at the dust and blood*
KID:T-Time.. please tell me this is a prank..right? This isn’t
funny..
*you walked to the dust and scavenged through, you found The
Locket*
KID:no no nononononono Time.. Please don’t..
*tears started to form, you hold your stomach as if you felt
sick*
KID:That pain.. that was... nonono
*all you hear is KID sobbing*
Hearing KID cry felt like a
knife to the gut. Luciel felt worse, if that was possible. He sunk
down until he was in a kneeling position on the floor, quietly
crying and trying to figure out what happened. But... He didn't
remember anything about the confrontation. He ran his hands through
his hair, trying to understand. Trying to figure out why he was
like this. Why he seemed so cursed. Nothing made
sense anymore.
KID:we *hic* already lost *hic* our sis *sniff* I didn’t want to
*hic* lose y-you too
*you look at the locket, the dread in you after losing two siblings
was to overwhelming*
*you look around to find anything, you spotted a trail of dust
leading to the closet*
KID:.. a trail? It’s probably that white dog that doesn’t leave.. I
hope..
*you stood up and walked towards the closet, you hear something
inside*
'Oh no...' Luciel froze
up, terror filling every inch of his body. He wiped the tears from
his face, doing his best to look at least a little composed before
you found him. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what to
say... He stood back up, deciding it was best to face his
judgement.
He had already been exiled once, he could handle it again..
*you stare at the closet before walking off to the dust pile
again*
KID:there’s gotta *sniff* be something that causes this- *you
spotted a sword on the ground, Luciel’s sword, you took a step
back, trying to figure out what happened*
KID:D-did he... no.. he wouldn’t.... would... he?
*the skitmin tried to be still as possible, but being against a
white dog isn’t helping them*