Scottish evil gay man's back in chromia
\|\|\ SCOTTS' POV /|/|/
I sighed, deeply. My body aching like hell. I looked around the room, realizing I'm back at my house.
How'd I get back home- I pondered.
I decided not to question it, I got out of bed, walking down the stairs, I got a bowl and made myself cereal, I sat down on a stool and eat my food.
While eating I noticed something with my hands, I chose to ignore it, it probably wasn't important...oh how wrong I was.
Going back up into my room after cleaning out the dish, I went to jump back into bed, but instead, something was in the bathroom. I peaked around the corner, catching myself, I flicked the light on, and entered. Pushing my hair back, I had realised that the markings had spread more. The red and purple begin almost ominously glowing, and my hands, oh my hands- the veins were turning black in colour, occasionally having a streak of red or purple. My fingers also seemed to be longer, and darkening, and my nails were...way sharper.
"Ooooohhh this is not good-" I muttered.
"Eh who cares, I'll cover it up." I said.
I walked back to my bed, flinging myself into it and wrapping myself in the blanket, drifting asleep.
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Devious Colours
FanfictionThis takes place in Empires s2, following the story of our lovely main character who we all know. And as they get lost in an uncertain haze of colours of universes and suffering. Nothing is as it seems. And you will slowly watch as he crawls into a...
