Please, please, please read this before continuing to the first chapter!
TRIGGER WARNINGS: There will be depictions of blood, violence, gore, viscera, and self-harm/suicided (on page as well as mentioned); as well as mental abuse, neglect, knives, guns, fire, and cannibalism.
This story is going to be gory and brutal at times, but I also hope to underline the violence with counterparts of light and hope.
I want to take my time with this -- flush out the relationships each Vessel has with Sleep, as well as their relationships with each other when they are first building their bonds of friendship and love, and after they grow closer -- so this will be a long story.
Ultimately, this is about salvation after losing oneself.
The repeating of words or phrases is directly deliberate, as well as the capitalizing (or lack there of) on the V of Vessel's name, and on other key words throughout. Time jumps will happen, between the past and the present as our characters continue down the paths that they are on.
There is no shame in not continuing with this story, but please read this first. Decide if this story is for you, and if you decide to continue: Welcome.
And, while this is fanfiction, I hope to create something meaningful nonetheless. Something to say thank you to music that saved me and helping me to heal, just like for so many. And to create a safe space. But I don't want to make this about me.
This is about something beautiful that we love.
So, I'll shut up now. Grow back your sharpest teeth and let's begin the decent...
Thank you everyone for reading
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Ascensionism
FanfictionFloating in limbo, Vessel is ensnared by a long forgotten deity who calls Themselves Sleep. On a path towards self-destruction he longs to be loved by Sleep, and will do anything to keep Them by his side. As he begins to see through the cracks of th...
