Eros= Father
Hades= Oldest son(twins)
Zeus= Younger son(twins)
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𝙸 𝕕𝐢𝑑'ɴ𝓽 ᦔㄖ ((ጠ£4ክ)) 𝗶꓄
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Bloodshot eyes snap open, He sat up and looked around. 'this isn't another dre- nightmare' he thinks. 'This isn't real, There are no dead bodies surrounding me, I'm not floating in an endless void this time' He reassured himself.
Finally, he calmed down.
He looked around again, He was in his room on his bed, everything is where he left it, he looked behind him.... he shouldn't have
someone stared back at him, his figure, it looked just like him....
if it wasn't for the hollow sockets where his eyes were supposed to be.
alarmed and now fully awake, he tried to get away from hims- the demon, he shouldn't have.
But suddenly, the demon hugged him from behind. Cold
An arm creeps up to his neck and ACK!-- it holds his neck tight
coldcoldcoldcold
tootighttootightletmegoletmegoplease
He tries to struggle but then.... Nothing
He stares at his own body being Possessed. whydidn'thefightmore?
He- no, His body stood up and headed towards the door, alarmed, he rushed and tried to push hims- his own body away from the door, He went through his body.. whywhywhywhy.... whyme?
He rushed and try to stop his body, trying everything he could... for his body was heading towards the east wing, where his children lay asleep and completely unaware that their father was currently chasing himself
don'thurtthedon'thurtthempleasepleasePLEASE
The figure stopped. He looked at it hopeful, he headed toward it, in hopes of taking his body back before someone dies. don'tbetoohopeful
His body looks at him, and smiles, that smile doesn't belong on his face, it looks so foreign on his gentle looking face. notthetimehe'sgoingtohurtsomeone
His body ran, he rushed after it 'HE'S HEADING TO THE EAST WING'
His body slammed a door open, awaking a child. The child looked around alarmed and confused pleasedon'thurthimpleasePLEASEPLEASE
His body ran towards the child, The child screamed for he could see spirits. A sword formed out of fire, was through the stomach of his youngest child. nonononoNONONONONONONO
He screamed... SNAP!
He was in his own body again.
with a sword--his sword-- sticking out of his son's abdomen...... he paused, eyes wide and mouth agape.
suddenly, unbeknownst to him, little footsteps rushed to see what was wrong with his brother -oh how this must look to an outsider-
The child paused, seeing his Father, the man who raised him, the man who worked to give him a future, the man he- no, THEY looked up to, with a sword in his brother's stomach.
he rushed towards his brother, hoping that this was just a prank, sick prank, what a sick prank indeed, pleasedon'tdiespleasepleaseplease
Tears streaming down his face as he watches the light die from his brother's eyes.
He sets his brother down, prompting to look at his fa- no, The murderer instead. He punches the murderer, as hard as he can The punches of a 7 year old doesn't do much.
Eros lets the punches happen, he deserves it, because he should've found another way, something different, He's supposed to be an Emperor, a ruler , someone his subjects could look up to.
He's failed them All.
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He died on his Fathers' birthday, how tragic :)
