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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

cat and mouse pt. 2

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𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍, 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 what would have happened if he had succeeded.

If he had succeeded with that sick and utterly twisted goal of his.

If he had succeeded with implanting the gnosis within my chest, replacing all of my vital organs without having somebody remove it.

If he had succeeded with consuming my entire life.

In some ways, I feel as if he has consumed my entire life. Every waking moment I'm afraid he will emerge from the shadows and lure me in, capturing me for good. The very thought keeps me awake most nights, tormenting the depths of my mind.

When I do feel as if I am finally somewhat safe, he somehow finds a way to seep into the cracks of the walls I have built around myself, his attentive eyes studying my every move. I don't wish to run from him, yet I haven't any other choice. Regardless of what I do, Regardless of where I venture to, he will always be there — waiting for me.

I would have died that very day, on that medical bed, in the hands of the man who I despise the most. The satisfaction he would have felt upon witnessing my fate makes my skin crawl.

Yet... I'm still here. I'm still able to see the light of day again thanks to Arlecchino, her children, my brother, and Childe. If they hadn't been there to lend their aid multiple times, he would have happily stripped me of my life once and for all.

Sometimes, I dream for a world where he isn't present — where he never existed in the first place. The world would function more efficiently if he weren't in it, I'm sure of it.

I pray to the Archons above that all of the innocent people that have had the misfortune of being hurt by him are recovering. I can only hope that those that remained have made a better life for themselves.

I pray that one day, I will be able to achieve the same distant dream that I desperately try to grasp, yet it is always just out of reach.

All I want — all I've ever wanted — is to be free.

I despise the fact that even when he is not near me, I can feel his sharp eyes on me at all times.

I despise the fact that no matter if I were to keep myself under lock and key, he would always find a way to weave himself through the door.

I despise the fact that I will never truly be safe.

He will always be there.

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