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Great Mother in the Sky: No Love in the House of God

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 03:22                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Isla Greer

I thought so. Isla internally grimaced, keeping her face a calm mask. "If I can give you some supplies, do you think you can reach your back?"

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 03:26                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

She shook her head and turned away. Her light from her halo began to dim and dim, and eventually, her face could be seen. She had crystalline eyes like gems that sparkled despite her upset, almost empty expression.

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓆑 𓇗𓋼
＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ You are the light I've been searching for forever ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊
⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 03:42                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Isla Greer

Overcome by pity she no longer knew she possessed, she moved to her side, and placed her hand just barely hoverin over her shoulder. "Do you want me to help?" she asked quietly. "We have to treat it. I don't know how injuries work with gods, but a wound like that on a man could become infected quickly."

And straight to the heart, too.

"I understand you don't trust me. You're right to do so. But I am Macedonian- I may be Legion's pet-" she practically spat the word "-but I am still the girl who worshipped you, from childhood on."

She finally put her hand on her shoulder. "So please. You don't need to trust me, just let me help you. For a moment, let us be Macedonian again."

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 03:44                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Aret stared at her for a moment, then leaned into her touch. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes, no matter how much she tried to blink them away. "I'm... I'm sorry..." It was the first time she had spoken since being handed over. "I'm so sorry... I failed you all..."

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 03:47                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Isla Greer

"What're you apologizing for?" Isla shook her head. "We betrayed you."

She found a medical kit on the desk and returned to her. She opened it up and found a bottle of antiseptic she rolled in her hand. "I'm sorry, this might hurt. Is that alright?" she glanced up at her.

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 03:51                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Aret nodded, though her body stiffened. She was tired of being hurt, it was a miracle she could still feel anything at all. Perhaps sitting down would help. Getting the collar off would help more. Or, you know, not having been beaten half to death earlier. Or having her wings sliced off. All good things.

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 04:00                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Isla Greer

Isla kept her eyes on the Saint's arm as she treated her, being careful not to look at the stumps of her wings. "I'm going to look at your back now, alright? This'l be the worst part."

People tended to curl in on themselves, while being beaten. And that had obviously been the case here.

Isla bit her lip, trying to fight the fury rising up in her. How dare he? How dare he?

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 04:02                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

"Ow..." She had grazed over a fresh injury. At the thought that her stumps being shown, she instinctively tucked her wings in, covering her back and making it impossible to treat. "I-I... I just- don't like it when it's obviously showing... I look hideous now..."

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 11:01                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

The ground started to shift under Kendo's feet. he sighed.

"About time. Is it time for the next memory?"

And then, the palace shifted to... an apartment.

A shiver went up his spine, as he took a step back. A young boy with golden-brown hair, wearing ragged clothes two sizes too small, no older than 13, stood with his arms outstretched, protecting a girl with raven-black hair, curled into a fetal position, in front of a rotund man whose cheeks were red with rage, his piggy eyes glaring down at the boy.

He muttered quietly under his breath.

"Oh... sh*t. Not this place."

The rotund man was in the middle of screaming.

"You good-for-nothing little brat! I raised you in place of your worthless mother and your bastard of a father and this is how you repay me? What the hell is this sh*t, huh? you call that soup? What kind of girl are you if you can't cook, can't clean and can't follow orders, huh?"

The boy glared right back.

"Uncle. Kyoko is 8. You're being unreasonable."

"I'm not being unreasonable, I'm asking you two to repay me! I spent hundreds of thousands of Euro on raising you, you hear? Cook, clean, do it all! You owe your life to me!"

The rotund man, the boy's uncle, raised the arm holding the shattered glass bottle.

"Now, move out of the way, you worthless brat. Now."

Kendo watched, frozen in place. His hand hovered over the right side of his neck, pushing away his messy hair, revealing a thin, faded scar.

"No! Set down the bottle. You're not hurting her."

"I said get out of my way, kid. I'm giving you 5 seconds."

kendo took a step back.

"4..."

The boy stayed in place.

"3... Move while I'm being nice, kid."

he wanted to say something. Yell at him to move. With the trajectory of his uncle's swing, there was no way it could touch Kyoko.

"2..."

The boy didn't even flinch, glaring up at the man.

"1. Alright, that's it."

The man's arm went down.

Instinctively, the boy ducked to the side, but it was too slow. The sharp point of the shattered bottle sliced through the side of his neck.

...

and then, it stopped.

The entire apartment went gray, everything paused.

Kendo felt like he needed to throw up.

Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 11:09                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

"That's enough." Legion poked Kendo's forehead with his cane. "You can wake up now. Did you like my gift?"

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 11:11                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

"... Oh, absolutely! I loved it! Thanks for letting me get my old techniques back, I missed those. I can't believe what a fool I've been! Using a SWORD? Hah, what an idiot I am! It's so obvious that staffs are the better option."

He was not phased at all, it seemed. His smile was wider than it had been before entering.

"Oh, I missed seeing my sister's face, a hundred thousand years really makes you forget some stuff, you know?"

Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 23:06                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

"But of course! Feel free to return to your room, I'll have Willow send you something to eat soon enough." He shooed Kendo away, busy looking over the details of his plan.

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                                                Posted: Tue, 04/04/2023 23:14                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

kendo nodded. He whistled quite loudly as he walked through the halls. He didn't seem phased at all from Legion digging up his childhood trauma.

Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.

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                                                Posted: Mon, 10/04/2023 14:09                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

"Oh?" One of the guards passed by Kendo, glaring at him slightly, then returned to what they were doing. They walked in the opposite direction from him, holding a crystal ball in their hands.

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                                                Posted: Tue, 11/04/2023 15:47                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Isla Greer

"Hideous?" Isla questioned. She scoffed- "What idiocy. You're the Saint- how can you be ugly?" She gently placed a hand on a spot clear of wounds. "The only reason people should stray from you should be awe."

She lowered her head. "You are always beautiful, in soul and spirit. Your face glows beneath the dirt."

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                                                Posted: Tue, 11/04/2023 17:34                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Yasuo looks at Odyssey being angry for no reason "Odyssey you act like You know that feline, do You? he smiles

"TASTE THE WIND 🌪️"

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                                                Posted: Tue, 11/04/2023 21:41                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

"Thank you for your kindness..." She still had her guard up. It was clear that it would take a bit for her to open herself to Isla. "You've been treating me so kindly... Is there anything you'd like to know, in return?"

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                                                Posted: Tue, 11/04/2023 22:02                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

At that very moment, Kendo knocked on the door. What impeccable timing.

Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.

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                                                Posted: Wed, 12/04/2023 00:13                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

Isla Greer

Anything I would like to know... she pondered. It was polite to say no. She ought to do that. But for some reason, Adrik's face flashed through her mind.

"Actually, I-" A knock came from the door. Isla scowled, hand flying to her sword, ready to slice apart the insect who'd interrupted them. "Yes? Come in."

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                                                Posted: Wed, 12/04/2023 00:18                                                (1 Year ago)
                                            

"Woooooow, looks like you two are having fun, hm?"

Kendo clapped slowly, pushing the door open. He was like 2 feet taller than everyone else. Ridiculous.

Is it
wickedness?

Or is it
weakness?

You decide.