92 Funeral 2 , Love, and The Future Fanatic (1/2)
Alex POV
”We are all here to mourn the loss of a dear friend, brother, and uncle of ours. Gin Cinders. My brother. I wasn't there for him. I knew..... I always thought of him as family..... Mother's passing.... Brother's-” ????
”Mother.....” Alex
I don't understand. I saw Gin yesterday? He seemed fine... Was it.... Acceptance? Was-?.... Was-???? Lies! He is not dead! He is asleep.
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I am alone inside myself. Uncle Gin was the only one to glow into my own world. Mother would never understand. Father would never understand. I. I will never really understand.
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He is asleep
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Many years have passed since that day. My world remained stiff and stale. A grey undertone of indifference over everything, masked by a smile, a laugh. Hollow. I hunger for the times of life. The times of color from my youth.
I brush my hands through my grey and ragged hair. My nieces and nephews have their own children now. Mother is gone. Father as well. My scars remain. My world has waned. I will not die. I'll go to sleep.
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???? A-??? Color? A pulsing red orb. Roots are twining off the bottom of it. Hunger. Even now. I hunger. For color. For life. For Love. For a truthful laugh, not corrupted by my own skin. For joy that is unaltered by my stagnant self. Perhaps this is my madness. A desire that will never be fulfilled outside of it. I grab it. I eat it. I feed on it. Then, I sleep.
The next thing I see is a cave. Filled with-? Spider corpses?
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Arachnomancer?
Summoning broodmothers? What's this all about?
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So you have the aspect of gluttony, huh? A name is..... How about..... Sillith?
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Aein POV-
M-mistress? She- she is crying? Why? We were working on forcing Envy into giving up the last page of the marriage form and then she suddenly broke into tears. She never cries.
”She-.... She did not die..... She feel asleep? She is asleep? Dreaming in me? Me? We. I. I didn't! I didn't give into my hunger. She never gave in! We never-!” Sillith
What? Mistress!
”Mistress!” Aein
She collapses and reverts back to her young form. She cries and releases a strange wave of grey energy that blocks me.
”Together!!! We were going to meet him together!!! Marry!!! Promise!!! Why did- no, we will? Is it? Or isn't it! Master....” Sillith
Her body starts to change. Her legs split into eight. Her belly turns into a spider thorax. Her head sprouts fangs and more eyes appear. Golden blood leaks out. Small? Mistress shrinks to a size smaller than a fingernail.
Tessa POV-