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Shock.

That's all that the hacker could feel.

Absolute shock. Some anger, directed fully towards himself. Then the realization of losing the reason he was so happy.

Why?

Why'd it have to be his son?

Glancing to the fridge, seeing all those drawings on it. The ones with the sun drawn in the corner with a happy smile, and C00lkidd and 007n7 playing together, or just smiling happily.

Yes, they were dumb. Childish, immature drawings. But they were his sons. The child he began to love entirely, the child he would risk his life for.

But now that child was gone.

He had watched his child get murdered right in front of him. Knowing he was able to do nothing. Listening to his child's screams for help.

“Dad! Dad I'm scared, please! Help! Dad!!”

It felt like 007n7's whole world just got crushed. Destroyed in an instant. He slowly stumbled into the bedroom he had set up just for his son. The toys, forever frozen in time. The paper spread across the floor, the crayons, the markers, the pencils. The bed being unmade, with the blankets pushed to the side. Stuffed animals cuddled onto the bed, all loved on sweetly by C00lkidd. Unknowing they'd never be loved on by him again.

The dresser's drawers had some poking out slightly. A shirt hanging out from inside. 007n7 felt his body run cold, feeling the tears return to his eyes yet again.

What was he supposed to do now? Without his son, he was nothing. He felt weak.

His body trembled as he exited the room. He shut the door gently behind him, slowly approaching the room of his own. He grabbed a random bottle of pills, looking at the suggested dose. Popping the cap off, he poured more than the needed amount into his hand. He tossed the pills into his mouth, then filled a cup with water to swallow them all.

007n7 then grabbed the pistol from the nightstand in his bedroom. Loading it, he removed the trigger guard. Walking back into his son's bedroom, he looked around one last time. As he felt the tears fall from his eyes, he slowly tilted the gun towards his mouth.

Opening wide, he positioned the gun to where it'd shoot right through the roof of his mouth. Shutting his eyes tightly, he pulled the trigger.

Blood spilled everywhere, as his body fell to the floor with a loud thud that came after the bang. His glasses lens cracked at the sudden impact, as his body lay still in the middle of his son's room. Lifeless.

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Crunch . . .

The leaves crunched underneath the couples shoes gently, as they walked close together. Two Time's hands on Azure's arms, leaning their head onto his shoulder. Despite being so comfortable, they were truly deep in thought.

“What if I sacrificed him..? The idea of having a second life sounds so divine..”

Their train of thought was soon interrupted by Azure stopping suddenly. He sat down on a bench with them, wrapping his arms around them and holding them gently.

“Are you alright, my dear? You seem stressed..your body's tense.”

He asked, his voice being so gentle and sweet, almost how it always was. They nodded their head slowly, leaning into Azure's warm touches.

“I'm fine...just thinking..”

They answered, as they moved their head to be in the crook of Azure's neck. They felt warm around him. They felt truly loved by him. They wanted to stay like this with him forever, if they could.

But they knew they wouldn't be able to. They knew at some point, one day, either of them would die. Then the other would be all alone, once more. Their chest hurt at the thought. They didn't want that. Not ever.

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Click , click , click

The average sound someone would expect in an office like the Roblox Headquarters. Computers mouse-clicking, keyboards keys being tapped by fingertips. The occasional cough or sneeze. It was like it was supposed to be. Normal.

The door to Builderman's office suddenly slammed open, causing the male to flinch and quickly look up at the sound of the noise. In the doorway, he saw Shedletsky. Who else would it be but Shedletsky?

“What is it now, Shed? I'm a little busy.”

Builderman spoke, his voice being full of annoyance. This was the third time this morning! He was getting tired of it, especially since he had work to do.

“There's another spider in the women's bathroom, can you kill it?”

Shedletsky asked, his hand remaining on the door's silver handle. There was silence between the two men for a moment.

“Why were you in the women's bathroom?”

Builderman replied, tones of concern slipping in as he looked right at Shedletsky. The other man just shrugged and then leaned against the doorway.

“Well? Can you?”

Shedletsky responded, sounding a little bored. Builderman grumbled and then stood.

“Actually, I've got somethin' for you, Shedletsky.”

He answered. He yanked Shedletsky into the office room and shut the door behind him. Then he locked it, to ensure there'd be no accidental witnesses for what was about to go down.

Shedletsky had been thrown to the floor, a little shocked as the wind had been knocked out of his lungs. Builderman grasped a handgun and then straddled Shedletsky's body. He held the gun to the side of the other man's head.

“You've always been so annoying. Imagine how peaceful the headquarters will be once you're gone.”

Builderman said, as he held Shedletsky down. He felt the other struggle for just a moment before he gave up.

“Damnit..Your really doin’ this?”

Shedletsky asked, as he stared up into Builderman's eyes. When he got a singular nod, he let out a small chuckle.

“Fine. But just know, your eyes are the prett—”

Quickly, Builderman pulled the trigger of his gun, ending Shedletsky's sentence as quickly as possible. He slowly set the gun down on the floor, as he stood up.

“...What a mess.”

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Tap , tap , tap

That same pattering sound of water dripping from the sink in the bathroom was heard. Small, but oh so loud. It filled the silence, discomfortingly.

Blood was splattered on the walls. Fresh. Oh, so fresh. The corpse on the bed didn't make it any better, either. The slit in the stomach, the intestines pulled out. The fact his heart had been pulled out, and stabbed onto a photo of her.

Jane felt her heart throb, staring at the corpse of her beloved husband. She got closer to him slowly, pinching herself to ensure this wasn't some terrible nightmare. But it was reality. A hard, terrible reality. She could already feel the tears come to her eyes as she stared into the expression left on his face.

Those widened eyes, the tiny gap between his lips to show that he gasped after the first stab. She placed her hand on his cheek, cupping it gently as she pressed her forehead against his cold skin.

She moved her other hand to gently try and shut his eyes, as she placed a soft kiss to his cheek.

“Oh, my dearest..I'll be with you soon..”

She spoke softly, as she grasped her phone. Opening the keypad to call the police, she turned on the speaker.

The conversation was long. She explained how she found her husband dead, and when they got to her home, they'd find her dead as well. She hung up the phone as the operator tried to beg her to stay on the line. She placed her phone down, and grasped the handle to her beside table.

Thinking for a moment, she had paused. Then she shook her head, clearing all her thoughts. She opened the drawer, and grasped a small single action handgun. Ensuring it was loaded, she climbed onto the bed, and shifted herself to where she'd be nicely tucked in her husbands arms.

“My beloved..I'm sorry I couldn't help you then..but now I'll ensure we will be together, once more..”

She spoke softly, a pause as she stared at the corpse of her husband once more. She placed another gentle kiss to his cheek, then laid her head back down.

“I truly love you, my dearest. Not even death can separate us.”

She continued, quietly. Opening her mouth, she moved the gun to shoot right inside it and upwards. Thinking one last time of her husband, she slowly pulled the trigger.

Blood splattered onto the walls, as the gun felt right onto her chest. Her eyes shut, her expression peaceful. As the sirens of ambulances and police cars were heard getting closer, there was no way either of the two would be brought back.

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Clink!

Glasses tapped against each other, cheers throughout the hallways, along with some disappointmented "Aws" here and there.

A chuckle escaped from the mouth of Chance, as he brought his shot glass towards his lips, downing the small amount of alcohol. Despite the slight sting in his throat, it felt good to finally have something to drink after working for hours with nothing more but small sips of water.

A small tap was then felt by Chance. Tilting his head to the side, his gaze landed upon Itrapped. Slowly, a grin came upone his face, as he spoke up.

“Hey there..need somethin'?”

Chance asked, his voice having a few undertones of flirtatiousness. He felt Itrapped's hand on his shoulder, his grin turning into that of a small smile.

“I have a gift for you. Outside..follow me.”

Itrapped replied, not exactly returning the flirtatious energy despite have a smile upon his face.

Getting up, the tiles made soft clicking noises as the two walked. Exiting the building, Itrapped slowly led Chance into a dark alleyway. Once far enough from the street, the act was dropped.

Itrapped grasped Chance by the tie and tossed him to the floor, grasping onto a sword that seems to have been set up there beforehand.

“Surprise.”

Itrapped spoke, his voice now a void of any emotions, as he stabbed the blade into Chance's stomach. Blood splattered onto Itrapped's pant legs, and on the ground. Some even stained the nice tuxedo Chance wore.

A gasp of surprise quickly escaped Chance, as pain shot right through his body. He took a sharp breath, as he looked at his abdomen. Seeing the blade inside of him made him want to puke.

But Chance held it back. Slowly looking back up at Itrapped, he coughed slightly.

“Y..Y'know..you've always been..fairly handsome..”

He mumbled, his voice strained from the agony of the wound. Itrapped yanked the blade out of Chance's abdomen, pressing it right against the gambler's chest.

“I'm aware.”

Itrapped responded, then, with enough force, he managed to break the rib cage and slam the sword's blade right into Chance's lung.

Chance let out a yell of pain, his hands moving to grasp the blade. Minor cuts were made on the palms of Chance's hands, as he felt his vision getting blurry. He could hear his heartbeat in his ears, as he felt the blood escaping his body. His breathing was getting worse, as he stared up at Itrapped. As dark spots slowly formed in his vision, he managed to mumble something, in a very quiet voice.

“I love..you..”

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Click !

Fuck.

Fucking hell, Chance's gun had CLICKED instead of shooting iTrapped. What the fuck?! He had all the confidence in the world that his flintlock wouldn't explode or click! But it did.

After the gun clicked, a moment of silence was between the two old partners before a chuckle escaped iTrapped's lips.

“Pathetic, truly. Not only did you just attempt to shoot the man you'd kill yourself for, but your gun didn't even work. How utterly ridiculous of you, dearest Chance.”

He spoke, his voice holding confidence and some arrogance. He took a few steps closer to Chance and then he pounced, grasping Chance by the tie while his hand with his sword went around Chance and was held at his back. Chance grunted, staring up at iTrapped with wide eyes. Despite this, he felt his heart throb, as a yearning feeling filled his body. He knew this was probably it, but he enjoyed being somewhat in iTrapped's arms again. It felt nice, to hear the other man's voice once more. He whined quietly, not even realizing iTrapped had dropped his sword and taken his flintlock.

“Open wide.”

iTrapped commanded, as he pushed the flintlock against Chance's lips. Chance slowly opened his mouth, a tiny bit afraid as to what would happen if he didn't. He wrapped his lips around the barrel of the gun, scared to look iTrapped directly in the eyes.

iTrapped pushed the gun all the way to the back of Chance's throat, making him gag at the feeling.

“If you try to move away, I'll pull the trigger. Understood, dearest?”

He asked, earning a small nod from the gambler. It may not seem like it at the current moment, but Chance was definitely into this, despite the fear he felt.

iTrapped soon slammed Chance to the floor, pulling the flintlock out of Chance's mouth. He removed Chance's tie, tying it around the other male's wrists to keep him from fighting back. Then he spanked Chance's ass, not being gentle in the slightest. The slap earner a small grunt of pain from Chance, as his fedora slipped off his head and to the side.

iTrapped began to pull off Chance's pants, taking his sweet time while doing so. Chance whined softly, hoping the noise would at least convince iTrapped to get him undressed a little faster. To his dismay, it did not.

iTrapped moved his fingers under the waistband of Chance's boxers, slowly pulling them down as he grasped his sword once again.

“Already somewhat erect, and I haven't even done a thing. How pathetic are you, Chance?”

He asked, his tone mocking as he moved the blade of his sword across Chance's thigh, cutting open the skin and causing blood to clot up around the wound. Then, setting his sword down, iTrapped moved his fingers over the wound, pulling on the torn flesh a little to make it worse. Finally, he undid his own pants and pulled his own cock out from it's hiding place. He separated Chance's cheeks (cheeks 😭🙏), and positioned himself at Chance's entrance.

“Pathetic gamblers like you don't deserve preparation.”

iTrapped spoke, as he slowly slid inside Chance, stretching his rim painfully. Chance cried out in pain, desperate to grasp onto something, but his hands were bind together tightly. As iTrapped stretched Chance's hole out, he once again grabbed his sword and added more cuts to Chance's thighs, causing Chance to let out cries of pain.

Eventually, iTrapped began to thrust, and he didn't plan on being gentle. Not with Chance. As he set down his sword, he placed one hand on Chance's hip, beginning to ram into him with no hesitation. His other hand grasped a fistful of Chance's hair, pushing his face into the dirt and forcing him to arch his back. Chance let out cries of pain and pleasure, his body slowly getting used to the feeling of having iTrapped's length inside him. His cock drooled of pre, the liquid dripping onto the dirt and mixing with his blood. iTrapped continued to thrust inside of Chance's body, pulling his dick out half way before slamming it right back into Chance. He was pretty quick with it, too, like he had been preparing for this day.

Chance let out a small cry, as iTrapped hit his prostate harshly. A small smirk came onto the face of iTrapped, as he pushed Chance's face further into the dirt.

“Your actually enjoying this? How much of a whore can you be, Chance? Enjoying having your body used, knowing you'll die once I'm done with you. You know the only good part about you is your body, but your so stupid that you let people use it. Fucking slut.”

iTrapped insulted, as he spat on Chance's back. The saliva dripped down Chance's back slowly, Chance being able to feel it all. iTrapped moved the hand on Chance's hip to the cuts on his thigh, gripping the flesh tightly and digging his nails into the wounds. Chance yelped out, his body trembling as sweat dripped from him. His thighs dripped with blood, as his cock throbbed. He felt a twist in his stomach, knowing he was close to finishing. But he didn't want to give iTrapped the satisfaction of him coming first. Both were truly, truly stubborn.

iTrapped's body was moist with sweat, as he grunted quietly. He moved his hand back up to Chance's cheeks, squeezing one before slapping it hard. Chance gasped, and then coughed as a little dirt got into his mouth. He felt drool escaping his mouth, tears already coming down his cheeks from when iTrapped had first entered him.

After what felt like hours of being pounded into, Chance finally gave up, as he couldn't handle having to try and hold back his orgasm while being fucked stupid. He let out a loud moan, as ropes of semen hit the dirt. iTrapped fucked Chance through the orgasm, then found himself pushing as deep as he could and cumming as well.

After a few moments of both men trying to catch their breath, iTrapped slowly pulled out, wiping his cock clean on Chance's clothing.

“Disgusting fleshlight..”

He muttered, glancing at Chance with utter hatred in his eyes. Chance looked like a defiled whore, as he panted heavily. iTrapped slowly got himself dressed, and spat on Chance's again.

“Your lucky I'm too tired to finish the job. Have fun explaining to your pathetic friends why your like this.”

iTrapped spoke coldly, as he picked up his sword.

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Thud !

“Two Time..? What are you doing, my love..?”

Azure's shaking voice filled the silence, as he had previously dropped a small box of chocolates he had gotten for his love. Two Time had gotten startled by the noise, their gaze snapping to Azure. They dagger fell out of their hand, as their blood dripped onto the flooring. There were multiple cuts on their wrist, some deeper than others, while some were in the shape of the Spawn symbol.

Quickly, Azure walked over, his hands immediately moving to grasp Two Time's arm gently. Knowing there was no way to escape the situation quickly, as Azure had just caught them in the act of hurting themselves. They felt his fingers gently move across the wounds, earning a groan of pain from Two Time's. They shut their eyes, the stinging sensation painful.

“Oh..my love..why did you do this..?”

He asked, his voice soft. He had them sit down on a chair, while he moved to grab some anti-bacterial wound gel and bandages. He then set those items near the sink, and moved Two Time's over to it. Washing the cuts gently under some cool water, he placed some soft kisses on Two Time's cheek.

Once most of the blood had been cleaned off Two Time's wrist, he dapped a rag on the torn skin carefully before he began to apply the wound gel. During this, he didn't talk, but he knew exactly what he was going to say when he finished caring for these wounds.

Azure wrapped Two Time's wrist in bandage and then he pulled them into a embrace. One of his hands went to their hair, while the other remained around his waist.

“My dearest, you shouldn't feel like you have to harm yourself... I know it feels like a relief, but I promise, my love, it's only going to do worse to you. I'm not going to force you to talk to me about why you did it, but next time, please try to talk to me before you decide to harm yourself..”

He begged gently, as he placed kisses along their head and face. Two Time slowly nodded, as they pushed their head next to Azure's. They felt comfortable with him. They loved him, why wouldn't they feel comfortable with him? To them, it felt really nice to have someone to care for them, to have someone love them in such a gentle way. They loved being in Azure's arms, they loved having his lips on their face, if they could they would stay like this forever.

Azure slowly began to stroke Two Time's hair, as he kept a gentle grip on them. He'd let them go at any moment they wanted. But right now, they both knew that they didn't wanna go anywhere but be in his arms.

Soon enough, the two wound up on their bed, Azure laying on his back while Two Time was cuddled up to his side. His arms were around them, while they held onto one of his arms. Looking at Azure, they mumbled quietly.

“I don't deserve you... but I love you... So much.”

They murmured, as Azure smiled kindly at Two Time's words. He placed a gentle kiss on their forehead, as his fingers went to run through their hair once more.

“You deserve me as much as I deserve you, love.”

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Slam !

Yet another hole was punched into the wall, deeper than the last one. A little bit of lime green blood was splattered onto the wall and floor as well.

An annoyed growl escaped 1x1x1x1, as she shook her hand to get the blood off it. Then she just turned around and began to destroy anything else around her; furniture, the flooring, the walls, etc. It wasn't long before she was sitting on the floor, panting heavily while digging her claws into her own body.

Then she heard a knock on the door. Grumbling, she slowly got up and turned the lock on it, unlocking the door. Placing her hand around the handle, she turned it and looked right at John Doe. She looked him over, noticing the small amount of flush on his face. She rolled her eyes.

“What do you want, John Doe?”

She asked, her voice full of annoyance and anger. There was a moment of silence between the two before John Doe slowly moved his hand out from behind him, revealing a bouquet of roses, carnations, and peonies.

1x1x1x1 stared at the flowers for a moment, feeling like all the current anger in her had vanished in an instant. Slowly, she took the flowers from John Doe, glancing up at him.

“What is this for?”

She asked, despite knowing she probably wouldn't get an answer. John Doe stared at her, then his uncorrupted hand reached and cupped one side of her face. He caressed her cheek, causing her to lean into the soft touches slowly.

After a few moments of 1x1x1x1 debating everything, she slowly moved right into John Doe's arms. He moved his hand to the back of her head, stroking her hair as he held her close.

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I'm sorry I'm in a really bad mood atm so.....

Crunch . . .

Another paper wad tossed into the garbage can, which already had a few papers crumbled up into it. Two Time sat there, writing on yet another paper.

They were going to do it tonight. They couldn't handle what they had done. The blood on their hands, they could feel it as they were never able to wash it off. Not after murdering the sweetest person in the world.

They could remember it all.

As he held some beautiful flowers, talking to them in a sweet, soft voice..

The gasp that escaped him when he was shoved to the grass, or the cry that escaped him when they stabbed him.

“W...What have you done..?”

It all hurt. They couldn't handle living without him. They finally had the perfect note written, and then they grabbed their dagger. They removed their fingerless gloves, and dragged it across the skin on their wrist. Soon, blood clotted up on it. They cut more, trying to get as deep as they possibly could. When they noticed their blood dripping on the note, they simply shrugged it off. They hid the dagger on their person, and began to walk to where they had initially killed Azure. Letting the blood drip onto the grass, they began to search around for Azure's rotting corpse.

They found it sooner or later, seeing maggots and flies around it. The stench was unbearable, but they couldn't care less. They grasped their dagger once more, and laid next to Azure's corpse. They wrapped what was his arms around themselves, already feeling maggots beginning to crawl on them.

They were silent for a moment, then they slowly looked up at Azure's face.

“I love you..”

They murmured softly before stabbing themselves in the abdomen. Pain shot through their body, adrenaline soon following after. They slowly twisted the knife, getting painful cries out of themselves.

Then they yanked the dagger out of their abdomen, and moved it closer to their chest. Stabbing themselves again, they coughed up a lot of blood. Their body trembled, as tears escaped their eyes. Their vision was already blurring, as they twisted the dagger again. Yanking it out once more, they moved it slowly to their throat. Pressing it against the part that connected to their collarbone, they slowly pushed into their flesh. Then they dragged the dagger up, slitting their own throat.

Their vision went dark, as the dagger remained in their throat. Maggots spreading from Azure's body to their fresh one. They died like that, aware none would find the corpses as they became one with nature with time passing. Despite the hellish games going on in the pocket realm.

gahhhh

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Plap , plap , plap , plap

The office was filled with skin slapping against skin, and loud moans coming from Builderman's office. Currently, Builderman had Telamon bent over his desk, legs spread wide, and being pounded into like Telamon owed him money.

His left hand was holding onto the curls of Telamon's hair tightly, forcing his head down against the desk, while his right hand gripped Telamon's hip tightly. He had Telamon's robes lifted, along with the hood pulled down so he could see Telamon's expression.

Telamon was drooling slightly, trying to dig his fingers into the metal of the desk. His face was flushed, with sweat dripping down it along with a few tears from overstimulation. He felt Builderman move over him, causing his wings to twitch a little.

Builderman kissed the skin on the back of Telamon's neck before he gently sucked on it, leaving a small hickey on Telamon's skin. When he pulled away, he continued to thrust his cock into Telamon, as his right hand slowly moved to find Telamon's drooling cock.

Once Builderman found it, he wrapped his hand around the shaft and began to stroke it, earning more moans and whimpers from the deity underneath him. Eventually, Builderman found Telamon's prostate and was immediately trying to hit it with every thrust.

Telamon's body trembled underneath Builderman, moving to bite onto his arm to muffle the lewd noises he was making. It felt too good to be touched like this, according to his mind at least. He whimpered, as he gripped the desk with his other hand tightly.

“Builderman...I'm gonna..cum..”

He whined, feeling his cock throb in Builderman's hands. Not even a second later, ropes of semen shot out onto the floor. Builderman continued to thrust into Telamon, as he glanced down at the mess under the two.

“Your cleaning that later.”

He mumbled to mostly himself, as he felt himself close to the edge too. His thrusts began to get more sloppy and messy, as he listened to the whines and whimpers escaping Telamon. He pushed himself as deep as he could and then came inside the other male.

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Tap , tap , tap

The guilt was eating them alive.

The constant pain in their gut. The agony of it all.

It hurt.

Waking up alone.

Having to stare at the food that usually would've already been made.

Finding themselves nauseated at the thought of eating.

Picking up cutting again.

It all brought pain. It all hurt. They regretted everything. They should've never met him. Maybe then he'd be alive, happy, with someone else.

Why'd they have to do that to him? He loved them, he cared for them, he held them when their mind went harsh on themselves, he wiped away their tears..

Slowly, Two Time rised to their feet, walking over to the bathroom and pushing the handle of the sink down. They'd been ill for hours. They have been trying to eat, only to end up throwing up before they could even sit down.

Slowly, they looked at themselves in the mirror. Puffy eyes, eyebags, tear stains on their cheeks, a slightly red face from how hard they had been sobbing. Their throat hurt from it all. The pain of sobbing so loudly that animals probably heard them and ran off. The only thing they were able to do was water the plants he had. The ones he cared for so much, the ones he loved on almost just as much as he had loved on them.

He had even called them his most prized flower, and they had still hurt him. They had killed him. It hurt to think. It hurt to KNOW that he didn't fight back, that he didn't even try to stop them. The fact he held their hand, the fact his final words were "I love you". They felt the tears returning, as they let out a strangled sob. Their knees buckled as they fell to the floor, hitting their head on the counter. They felt blood drip from their nose, but they couldn't bring themselves to care. Their sobs were painful, their sore throat only gaining more pain from it.

They felt a twist in their abdomen, feeling sick once more. They felt the blood drip down their chin, landing onto their pants. They didn't care. Not right now, at least. They just wanted him back. They wanted him to hold them, to tell them it was gonna be okay, to kiss their head while stroking their hair, to hold them close against that oh, so warm body. But they'd never get that. Not now, not anytime in the future.

They never deserved him. They knew they would end up hurting him, but they ignored it and dated him anyways. Their head began to hurt, feeling fuzzy. Their mind blanked, as they felt their vision blur. Darkness spotted in their vision, as they saw a slight bit of static. Then they fell limp, passing out on the bathroom floor.

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Click !

The nice sound of a generator being finished. It brought comfort to the three who had been working in it for what felt like hours.

Two Time was one of those people, letting out a sigh of relief as they had finally finished the machine. They stood up off their knees, the grass having a small imprint from where they originally had sat. They waved goodbye to Elliot and Builderman, as they began to walk away.

The grass was moved gently with each step Two Time took. They were gonna try to find the killer, maybe get some of their oblation done. Then they heard that sickening crack of the neck, and the heavy thud of a corpse. They knew they were close to the killer now, and it didn't comfort them whatsoever. They crouched down, slowly moving to see who was the killer. They let out a quiet gasp as they saw their former lover, Azure, standing above the corpse of Guest 1337. It didn't bring any comfort to them, knowing that one of the more important men had just gotten killed by their ex.

Quickly, Two Time shot up, landing a backstab on Azure. They looked at him as they felt fear fill them. Their body quickly entered a flight-or-fight state, and it wasn't long before Azure looked right at them.

The hatred in his eyes was obvious, and it hurt Two Time deeply. They tried to back away, only to feel one of Azure's tendrils grab them by the neck. They quickly struggled as they were lifted off the ground, kicking their legs and gripping the tendril around their neck.

“Azure...”

They spoke, their voice shaking as they stared into his eyes. They let out a yelp as Azure tossed them aside, landing on their back. Before they could get up and run, one of his tendrils wrapped around their ankle, tripping them up and making them fall back down. He then stepped on their chest, his weight almost crushing their chest.

“Look at you. More pathetic than I imagined.”

His voice was shaking with absolute anger and hatred, as they grasped at his ankle. He spat on them, causing them to flinch and quickly wipe the saliva off their face.

"Azure, please... I'm sorry... please stop...”

They begged quietly, only to feel themselves get picked up by the neck as Azure stepped off their chest. Two Time had already previously dropped their dagger, their hands moving to grasp at his wrist. He only tightened his grasp on them, cutting off their airways.

“No apology will fix what you've caused. Your pathetic sorries mean nothing to me. I want you to feel the absolute agony I did when you murdered me. I want you to writhe in agony as I tear your stomach open, and eat your insides.”

He growled, as he watched them cough and gasp for air they weren't getting. He grabbed their wrists with his tendrils, pulling their arms above their head. He released their neck, watching them dangle before him. He then slammed them into a nearby wall, his grip on them not loosening whatsoever. He grasped their dagger that they had dropped, and plunged it into their abdomen.

Two Time let out a cry of agony, as they felt blood immediately rush out the wound. They looked at Azure, as he got closer to them. Then he wrapped their legs around his waist, and kissed them softly. Despite all the hatred that clouded his mind, deep down enough, he knew he still loved them. When they slowly returned his kiss, he got a little rougher with them. He didn't pull away until he needed air, the two panting quietly. He then pressed kisses into their jaw, moving down to their neck slowly. It already had bruises forming from his choking.

Azure forced Two Time's head to the side before he bit into the flesh of their neck, earning a cry of pain from them. He twisted the dagger in their body slightly, earning more cries of agony and despair from them.

The bite in their neck began to bleed, and Azure drank down each drop of blood. The metalic taste danced on his tongue, as he continued to hold them against the wall. His grip on their wrists loosened, and then disappeared entirely. Their hands moved to grasp his hair, which was slightly painful for him. He pulled his head back, and yanked the dagger out of their body, earning a yell from them. He tossed the dagger to the side, as he got another demanding kiss out of them.

The two's lips mashed together, a mix of yearning, hatred and love in each kiss. Despite the fact Two Time could practically taste their death coming closer, they didn't mind dying in Azure's arms. Let alone dying after being able to kiss him one last time.

Soon Azure pulled away from the kisses again, stroking the skin on their face as he slowly placed them down on the ground.

“I'll see you again soon, my dearest. I love you.”

He murmured softly, as a tendril of his pat their head. They felt their life slipping from them, but they managed to utter one last thing to Azure as he walked away.

“I love you too..”

Regret filled Azure's body, but he couldn't show it yet. Not now, at least.

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Buzz . . . Buzz . . .

A terrible stench went through the room, the sound of flies flying around something rotting. Maggots ate at the purple-ish black flesh, bacteria being the reason it was that color to begin with. The corpse of 007n7 was slightly bloated and leaking fluids, with a gunshot wound going straight through the roof of his mouth and stuck near the back of his skull, the bone damaged.

007n7's phone was buzzing softly on the bed, the contact seeming to be an unrecognized number. It appeared to have called hundreds of times, but due to 007n7's untimely demise, all of the calls went straight to voicemail.

“Hello! This is 007n7! I'm sorry I wasn't able to pick up your call, but please leave a voicemail and I'll call you back!”

The warm, almost sickeningly sweet voicemail made the exploiter annoyed. He turned his phone off, and exited the car.

“Fine then, don't pick up.”

He grumbled, shutting the car door behind him with a loud slam. He walked up to the house's door, slamming his fist against it. He rung the doorbell a couple of times.

“Seven, open the door!”

He shouted, loudly. He looked around, lifting the welcome mat and finding a spare key. Picking it up, he unlocked the front door and pushed it open. He almost threw up at the stench, finding it absolutely disgusting. He shut the door behind him as he slowly entered, looking around slightly. The lights were out, the soft tapping of the kitchen sink dripping of water, not fully turned off. He covered his nose, walking around and finding the hallway with three doors. He opened the first one, finding out it was a bathroom.

Noli stepped to the second door, opening it and finding a child's bedroom, with a rotting corpse in the middle of the floor. Dried blood was in the carpet, maggots crawling over the body and flies flying around it. He felt disgusted at the sight, but also a little discomforted.

“...Seven...?”

His voice had softened, as he walked closer to it. Seeing the broken pink glasses on the floor, he immediately guessed it was 007n7. He reached for the phone on the bed, opening the emergency keypad and quickly dialing 911.

“911 what's your emergency?”

The calm voice didn't help whatsoever, Noli's voice panicked as he began to speak quickly.

“I just found my friend dead.”

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Fwap !

Skin slapping against skin filled the silence of the room, along with two men panting. Grunts from one, and loud moans from the other. The Builder Brother's Pizza uniform was on the floor, along with a very fancy suit and tie. Sunglasses sat on the nightstand, along with a red visor and black fedora.

“C..Chance..! Fuck..too much..!”

Elliot yelped, grasping at the sheets and biting a pillow as he felt his prostate get pounded into for what felt like the millionth time. He let out whimpers, his legs shaking. There was a small pool of semen underneath him, coming from his drooling cock. Chance's previous loads dripped down his thighs, coating the sheets as well.

Chance pushed Elliot's head down with a fistful of his yellow hair, his hips slamming against Elliot's, balls slapping against the flesh. He had a rough rhythm, creating the moist sounds of flesh hitting flesh.

“C'mon, you said you'd take as many rounds as I please as long as I land all my shots. Don't start whinin' now, pizza boy. I told you I was gonna make you forget your name since you're too busy screamin' mine.”

Chance spoke, thrusting after every word to ensure Elliot got the message. He grunted as he released yet another load into Elliot's rear-end, spanking the delivery boy once again. It earned a loud, startled yelp out of the man under him, resulting in a chuckle escaping him. He looked down at the mess, seeing how the bed's sheets were practically covered in the off-white substance. Elliot's eyes were rolled back, and he had drool mixed with a little bit of blood dripping down his chin. The blood was from biting his bottom lip too hard.

Chance looked over the bite marks and hickeys along Elliot's body, then he pulled out of the man under him. He flipped Elliot onto his back, spreading his legs once again before he pushed them against Elliot's chest.

“Last round, I promise, slut.”

Chance had a slight bit of his ego chipping into his tone, as he adjusted his cock to be at Elliot's entrance once more. He watched as Elliot's face contorted in pleasure once again as he thrusted in slowly.

Elliot had his arms wrapped tightly around a white pillow, biting onto it once more as he felt himself become full of Chance's length once more. His own dick was hard as a rock, begging to be touched. He let out a moan as he felt Chance begin to move, shutting his eyes tightly. He let out muffled whines and whimpers. His body trembled, shaking from overstimulation and way too much seed pumped into him.

“Chance...fuck..please..!”

Elliot begged, drool dripping out of his mouth as a loud moan followed his words. Chance wrapped a hand around Elliot's hardened length, stroking it as his other hand remained on Elliot's hip. They both panted as Chance continued to thrust in and out of Elliot, his body slowly beginning to lean onto Elliot's. Sweat dripped off the two of them, as Elliot wrapped his arms around Chance's neck. The pounding was way too much, especially with the noises Elliot was letting out everytime his prostate was even caressed. Elliot dug his nails into Chance's shoulders and back, feeling Chance whisper sweet nothings into his ear. The praise was getting him closer to the edge then he realized.

“Fuh..fuck, Chance..coming..!”

Elliot warned, or more so said then warned. Ropes of semen landed on the back of the pillowcase shortly after his warning, his hole squeezing Chance's cock tightly after. Chance fucked Elliot out of the high, then going as deep as he possibly could into Elliot and releasing his final load. The two men panted, Chance collapsing onto the other.

Chance ran his fingers through Elliot's hair carefully, as he tried to catch his breath.

“You did so good, Elli..”

Chance spoke in a more gentler tone, as he slowly caught his breath. Knowing he wouldn't get a reply out of the exhausted pizza boy, he slowly pulled out and grasped some tissues. Cleaning up his own cock and stomach, he removed the pillow from Elliot's grasp. Then he began to clean up Elliot's chest and stomach, then finally in between his legs.

The tissues were soon thrown away, and Chance stumbled over to the dresser to grab some random pair of boxers and pants. Pulling the clothing on himself, he got some out of a drawer for Elliot. He walked back over to the messed up bed, pulling the clothes on Elliot as best as he could. Then he picked Elliot up, laying on the couch instead, with Elliot atop him.

Elliot groaned slightly, laying his head on Chance's shoulder as he finally felt the tiredness and pain between his legs hit. He quickly passed out on Chance, then the gambler followed shortly after.

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Pant , pant , pant

The fire crackling filled the cabin, as a few survivors chatting on the couch and chairs suddenly shut up. The gaze was on the well-known, insane cultist. They were sitting on their knees in their second life, their face flustered as they panted slightly. Slowly, they stood up.

Elliot quickly approached Two Time, setting a hand on their shoulder.

“Are you alright, Two Time? You don't look so good.”

He spoke softly, only for him to be shoved away from them. They nodded, as they stumbled out of the lobby and outdoors. They quickly got to one of the other cabins, shutting the door behind them loudly and locking it. Then they fell to their knees yet again, their hands moving to their head. Their fingers gripped their hair, as his taste was still on their tongue.

“Azure..”

They mumbled softly, as they looked at the ground. Their face was completely red, as they thought about the previous events before they had spawned back in the lobby. Azure pinned them up against a wall, mashing their lips together and messing up their hair. Kissing their jaw and neck, biting them. It all felt too good to be true. Even if he had hurt them, he had kissed them. They finally got his lips back on theirs, after craving it for so long. They let out a cry of happiness, standing and lying on their bed.

Their tail wagged quickly as they hugged their pillow, screaming into it. Sure, they were acting like a teenage girl in love, but they had missed Azure, it felt so good to have him kissing them! They mumbled to themselves about the kisses they had received.

“He still loves me, it felt amazing...he's such a sweetheart..auuh..I love him..”

They spoke quietly into the pillow, as they held onto it tightly. Holding it against their chest happily, as they thought over the feeling of his lips against theirs again. It felt demanding at first glance, but he was so gentle and caring with it. The fact such a sweetheart like Azure still loved someone like them made their heart skip a few beats. It didn't even matter that he killed them after, he had kissed them, not once, but multiple times!

Two Time nuzzled the pillow, as they hummed happily. They were still incredibly happy about the entire interaction between themselves and Azure. They felt like they were on cloud nine, hoping they'd never come down from such a high.

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Thud !

“Two Time?! You alright, nightshade?”

The sweet voice called from the kitchen, quickly rushing to the bedroom. The door opened with a gentle thud against the wall, Azure rushing to Two Time's side immediately.

“I'm fine, dear..just tripped..”

Two Time mumbled, taking Azure's hand as he pulled them up to their knees. He placed a kiss to the knuckles of their hand before he pulled them right into his arms. His fingers stroked their hair gently, as he pecked their head. His other arm was around their waist, as their own wrapped around his neck.

Azure pulled them as close as he could hold them, as he buried his face in their hair. He felt the soft black locks against his face, as he sighed. His fingers continued to run through the strands, as he hummed softly.

“You sure your fine? Sounded like you took a hard hit, love..”

He continued to use a sweet tone on them, as he pulled away from their head. The hand in their hair moved down to cup their face, looking it over to ensure there were no injuries. Two Time nodded their head in Azure's hand, leaning into the warm touch of his. He smiled softly, kissing their forehead as he let out a sigh.

“Thank the Spawn..”

He murmured, then placing another kiss on their face. They let out a small laugh, as their hands moved to hold his face. They placed a kiss on his lips, which was then reciprocated lovingly. The two held their kiss for as long as they could before they pulled away, soft pants escaping each other.

Two Time stroked Azure's hair gently as they leaned their face against his.

“Your so pretty, Azure..”

They spoke with a small love filled voice. Their fingers caressed the black hair that was on Azure's head, humming softly as they did so.

-

“ So , so pretty . . . ”

Two Time mumbled, as they sobbed into Azure's chest. Blood stained their clothing and hands, as they tried to keep his hand on their face. They already missed him so dearly, they felt worthless without him.

Truly , they were nothing without Azure's care.

Starving like a pathetic dog once more , purposefully dragging that metal blade into their flesh .

Carving his name into their body .

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HUGE WARNING HUGE HUGE HUGE WARNING :

Gore descriptions, encouraged self harm, cavring someones name into their body, organs being torn out, etc!!

This was also written at 3 AM.

Clank !

The sound of a blade falling onto wooden floorboards filled the hallway. A pained cry echoed through it, along with the sound of bones being twisted and pulled in ways that physically aren't possible. Azure stood over Two Time, who had two broken legs and a couple broken legs. Their blood was staining their clothing, as they let out a sob when they made eye contact with him. They knew they deserved it all for sacrificing him. Each cut. Each bruise he left on them. It was all purely deserved, wasn't it? They had done this to themselves. What were they expecting, for him to just forgive and forget? The world doesn't work like that, Two Time. The world doesn't work like that. It never will. It won't change. Not for them, not for anyone. Their voice trembled, as they tried to talk to Azure, to calm him down, to reason with him..

“Azure..Azure, my love..please, you have to understand—”

“Understand what, exactly, Nightshade? The fact you sacrificed me for your own gain? Was I really just another person for you to kill, just for a second life?”

Azure had interrupted them, his voice seeming to shake with answer as he grasped Two Time's wrists with his tendrils. Then he crouched down, caressing their jaw. He grasped their dagger with his free hand, as the one on their face pulled them close for a chaste kiss to the lips. His tendrils released their wrists.

“I'm only doing this because I love you, my dearest.”

Azure's tone had changed to a softer one, as he placed their dagger into their hands. Grasping their free hand, he pulled it to where they could see their wrist. Then he had a smile on his face. A kind smile, with a tendril running through Two Time's's hair. It almost felt too good to be true, receiving such gentle affection from Azure.

“If you truly loved me, Two Time..”

Azure paused, allowing his words to linger in the air for a second. Then he dragged a finger gingerly across their wrist.

“You'd carve my name right here...so deeply that it will never go away..let me see you cut into the fat layer..”

He spoke once more, bringing their hand to his lips and placing a small kiss on their knuckles. Two Time wanted to prove they loved Azure..they loved him a lot..so much. Their hands trembling, they moved the one holding their dagger to their wrist. Slowly, they pushed the dagger into their skin, watching crimson blood bead up and then drip down their arm, down to the elbow. They pushed the dagger deeper, trying to really get to the fat layer of their flesh, to have Azure be happy with them. Pain shot through their arm, but they looked at Azure to see a sweet smile on his face. They tried to smile back at him, but the pain in their wrist was excruciating.

Slowly, Two Time managed to carve an "A" into their wrist, then they dropped their dagger from the pain. Letting out a whimper, they felt Azure pull on the destroyed flesh, causing more blood to spill out. Azure brought Two Time's wrist to his lips, licking the blood off the wound. His saliva made the wound sting in agony. It felt like a bunch of needles were piercing into Two Time's skin, dragging through their flesh and then stabbing deeper. They let out a strangled sob, as Azure grasped their dagger again. Without hesitation, he stabbed their wrist, causing a blood curling scream to escape their mouth. He simply ignored the sobs and cries of pain, dragging the dagger roughly through their flesh to finish off his name.

“There we go...see how easy that was, dear..?"

Azure asked warmly, placing the dagger aside and licking the wounds. Two Time felt lightheaded from the amount of blood loss they were experiencing. They fell backwards, a chuckle escaping Azure. He straddled their waist, and then he dragged his claw across their stomach. Blood stained their shirt almost instantly as it was torn, a groan of pain escaping Two Time. Slowly, Azure pushed and pushed until his hand was under Two Time's flesh. Two Time cried out, gripping onto Azure's arm as they dug their nails into Azure's forearm.

“Azure— Azure, stop! It hurts! Please!”

They begged, but their pleads fell on deaf ears. Feeling their organs pulsate around Azure's fingers, feeling the bone of their rib cage as he tore more of their flesh open. It all hurt. Then he grasped their heart. That's what he had been looking for. It was beating as blood poured out from their massive wound, Azure then yanked it out quickly. Without fail, Two Time's body immediately went limp. Without their heart, they were dead. Azure hummed in amusement, then licking their still pulsating heart. Grasping their dagger once more, he stabbed the organ three times, forming an A as it bled all over the flooring, and his hand. He stood, tossing the organ and dagger aside. Finally, the realization set in. What he had done. Everything.

“Two..Time..Two Time, I'm so sorry—”

His voice was shaky as he stared down at their corpse. He felt a headache form as the Spectre clouded his mind.

Then Azure walked away from Two Time's destroyed corpse. Hunting down the rest of the survivors.

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Gulp !

The sound of someone drinking a glass of red wine filled the room, despite the constant chatter between two men. Chance sat on a couch, talking about anything that came to mind, whilst iTrapped sat on the other end, drinking his glass of wine. He wasn't very interested in what the gambler was vocalizing to him, despite lying and saying he wanted to hear Chance talk earlier.

“You know...”

iTrapped interrupted the gambler mid-sentence, allowing his words to linger for a minute before he spoke yet again.

“I do truly believe the color red suits you, Chance. Perhaps you should wear it more often.”

His tone was flat, but he had a tiny smirk on his face as he spoke. Chance seemed interested in what iTrapped had spoke of.

“Really?”

-

“...Really.”

iTrapped muttered under his breath, yanking the sword out of Chance's abdomen. The blood soaked the ground beneath him, dripping from the darkheart's blade and down onto Chance's stained shirt. iTrapped was about to walk away, until he heard a soft voice.

“iTrapped...”

Chance's voice was weak, trembling. It caught iTrapped's attention immediately, making the male turn to look at the dying gambler on the floor.

“Don't...Don't just leave me here...please...”

Chance's tone was pleading, as he stared up at iTrapped beneath his sunglasses. The standing man thought for a moment, then he let out a soft sigh. Slowly approaching the injured body of Chance's, he kneeled down. Collecting the gambler into his arms, he stroked his hair gently.

“It hurts...”

“I know.”

“It's cold...”

“It will be for a moment, Chance.”

“iTrapped..?”

“Yes?”

Those words lingered in the air for some time, the only sound between the two being Chance's heavy breathing.

“...I love you...”

Chance spoke quietly, shutting his eyes. iTrapped stared at the now limp body of Chance's before he slowly set it down onto the ground. Running a hand through his hair, he replied softly.

“I love you too, Chance. Rest well.”

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Hic !

Soft sobs came from the bedroom of a small cabin. The cold air coming from almost closed windows filled the room, which was decorated in plants that were cared for greatly by a loving botanist. A large lump in the blankets of the bed trembled a sobbing Spawnism follower. Cuts lined their arms and legs, crimson blood dripping down their body and staining the bed's sheets with a dark red. The metallic smell of their blood was hard to ignore underneath the warmth of the blankets. Slowly, Two Time pushed the covers off their head and body, stumbling into the bathroom.

Looking in the mirror, all they saw was a disgusting adult. They had been able to fight back that night, but they hadn't. They let it happen. They weren't his, no, no, they had already messed up. They were no pure saint, their body, a temple, blessed down by the Spawn, had been defiled, destroyed, ruined. It felt like they could still feel the hands upon them. Grasping their body, holding them down, muffling their screams and pleads. The feeling of being filled made them nauseous, almost falling as they moved over to the toilet.

Azure had been watering the plants in the bedroom when he heard the noise. He hadn't quite yet seen the mess on the bed, but when he did, he immediately dropped the watering can and rushed into the bathroom. He held Two Time's hair out of their face as they were holding their head above the toilet bowl. Once they had finished vomiting, Azure wiped their mouth clean with a soft fabric cloth. He pulled them into his arms, stroking their hair gingerly.

“Oh, my dearest blessing, what happened? What has you so nauseous..? Come now, allow me to clean you up.."

Gently lifting the trembling being off their knees, he moved them over to the counter and had them lean against it. He rinsed a cloth in some cold water, then carefully wiping away the blood that clotted over Two Time's cut littered body. The cold water mixed with their blood, dripping down their arm and onto the tiled floor, forming a small puddle as time went on. Azure cleaned the wounds as best as he could before he wrapped bandages around each wound. He placed gentle kisses over the bandages, then onto Two Time's forehead. Wiping away their tears, he pulled their face against his shoulder.

“Your okay, my love..please, tell me what has you so upset..”

He pleaded, Two Time shaking their head only making him sigh softly. He didn't wish to force them to tell him something they did not want to, but he was worried. Stroking the back of their head carefully, he spoke again once more, his tone full of affection and worry.

“It is okay to not tell me now...but promise me you will later, please. I worry for you, my nightshade, I wish to care for you and listen to your worries..”

Azure's warmth comforted Two Time's greatly, their arms around his waist as they nodded slowly. They muttered a "promise", as their tears soaked the fabric of Azure's clothing.

-

Eventually, the male managed to sooth Two Time. Azure brought them into the living room, wrapping them in some blankets. He put the sheets on the bed onto a laundry pile, changing out the sheets and blankets as well. Then he came to sit with his distressed beloved, holding them close to his body whilst whispering sweet nothings into their ears. He prayed with them as well, to ensure their comfort.

“I love you, my dearest lotus..”

Azure whispered to Two Time.

“I love you too, gracious blessing...”