Two men, One Throne, One Crown (RemRom angst)

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tw: blood

Remus' gaze bored into Roman. The atmosphere of the hallway hung cold and hollow, like a coffin with the body missing. It was cold. But Roman didn't flinch from the chill. Instead, he stared unwaveringly at Remus Roman smirked, his eyes glinting a bloodthirsty crimson. 

 "I'm your brother, we dont need to do this! Is it what all you want? Power?!" Remus spoke, subtle chill in his veins.. "Don't step any closer. Or you'll die.."

 Roman cackled and took a step closer to Remus, unperturbed by his brother's threats. His footsteps echoed, "click-clack", in the otherwise noiseless hallway.

The white stars that shone in Remus' eyes were abruptly snuffed out.

 The sunlight that filtered through the stained glass seemed to dim with them.

 Roman kept walking closer, ignoring his wounds, ignoring his blood. Eyes locked on the man. He gazed at Remus, making a cracking sound with his neck, while he continued to walk.

  click, clack

The man charged at Remus with red glowing eye, eager to kill, violently showing bloodlust. then.. barely even saw it happen. A flash of white, a faint scream, the sound blood dripping. . 

Then darkness replaced the sunlit corridor, and that familiar evocative tune echoed across the boundless void. 

 "I- how.. I'm your brother..."

 Remus said with subtle sobs, a voice of pain, grief, regrets. 

 Roman smiled as he looked at the sword impaled in his brother's stomach. He grabbed his brother's face and forced it to look at him, gripping on it tightly.

 "You are no brother of mine. You'll never be.." 

He then let go of the mans face, letting him lay breathlessly at the hallway now with a puddle of blood. An empty coffin, now with a body.. a lifeless body.

"Long live the KING..."

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