FINALE

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( warnings: blood, religious imagery, violence, yandere behavior, sin, purity, discrimination, drugs and alcohol, addiction, unhealthy coping mechanisms, sexual assault, mentioned self harm, graphic scenes, extreme self hate. )

In general, warnings will be included at the start of every chapter if necessary. Please tell me if I leave anything out. The content inside might be sensitive to some so viewer discretion is advised.

Regarding the religious aspect, it is heavily based on Christianity, but it's written to be more of a cult than an actual religion. Only certain aspects are similar to Christianity, but the majority of it is made up and written to be slightly more diabolical.

Again, I emphasise that this book is extremely dark, darker than twisted faith. Please read the warnings beforehand.

NOTE;; ending was helped by @WiltingPrince

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He returned back home when it was late.

Anton was waiting for him, Lucas's body was gone. Y/n had half expected for the little boy to bound up to him and give him a firm hug, maybe, but that had not happened. Lucas was gone. Lucas was gone. No more hugs, soft kisses, no more love left in him to feel.

"So what will it be?"

"...What?"

"What way are you killing yourself? You aren't exactly subtle."

Y/n smiled. "I give up. You win."

"Stabbing, perhaps," Anton held a knife. "What do you think?"

"I don't know. You seem to favour burning. Hanging. What, do you want to be nailed to the cross next?"

"What will you do once I die?"

The loneliness carved a hole within Y/n and made him hollow. It was eviscerating from the inside out. Please don't save me, he thought, please let me rot. The saliva he swallowed was sour.

"So naive." Anton smiled.

"I don't care."

"This is perfect," Anton said soothingly, "you might have thought you were broken a long time ago, but only now; my sweet little lamb, that you are truly broken, shattered, irreparable. It takes meticulous effort to do that—to truly destroy a human. Because before that no matter how tired you were, you had that little bit of energy in you."

"I won't listen."

"Pity, because it was so well thought out. Everything was. Do you know what extinguishes a flame faster? A faster use of energy. Fuel. I knew that. I had to gain your trust that I wouldn't get Lucas. I had to exploit you where you were the most vulnerable, most high strung. And after you screamed and screamed and used up the last bit of energy...you would be defenceless. Completely broken and at my mercy." Anton reached out to Y/n, before pressing a kiss onto his lips. "And you, my dear, are now fully mine."

"I won't be yours when I die."

"It's beautiful how you are already grieving a life you still live. Truth is, you must stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart. You can't protect yourself. To live, darling, is to grieve. You are not protecting yourself by shutting yourself from the world. You are limiting yourself. I'll help you, Y/n."

"Help me what?" Y/n said weakly. "You will kill me? I thought you loved me in your madness."

"Of course I do. And I knew you loved Lucas, too."

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