part 2.

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by Emily1823655

by Emily1823655

*Dohlar lies there, unresponsive and vulnerable. But then, out of the blue, his eyes slowly start to open. He coughs and gasps for air, clearly disoriented and confused as he comes back to consciousness.*

Livmen: *Livmen raises an eyebrow, surprised to see Dohlar regaining consciousness.*

Well well well. Look who's back in the land of the living. I thought you were done for, honestly.

Dohlar: *Dohlar groans and slowly pushes himself up onto his hands and knees, coughing and gasping as he tries to get his bearings back. His voice is weak and shaky.*

...W-what... happened?

Livmen: *Livmen smirks, clearly enjoying the sight of Dohlar's weakness.*

Oh, nothing much. I was just having a little fun, seeing how pathetic and weak you really are. You passed out like a little baby.

Dohlar: *Dohlar's eyes widen as the memories come flooding back. He shudders and pulls himself into a sitting position, rubbing his chest where Livmen had planted his foot.*

Y-you... you tried to suffocate me. You were enjoying my suffering.

Livmen: *Livmen grins, confirming Dohlar's accusation.*

That's right. And it was incredibly satisfying, I must say. Watching you struggle and squirm, begging for mercy... it was quite entertaining.

Dohlar: *Dohlar feels a mix of fear and anger rising up inside him. He looks at Livmen, his eyes narrowing.*

Y-you're a monster. How could you take pleasure in inflicting such pain on someone else?

Livmen: *Livmen shrugs, unfazed by Dohlar's words.*

What can I say? I enjoy watching the weak suffer. Seeing someone like you, so weak and pathetic, squirm and struggle, it gives me a sense of power. A sense of superiority.

*He sneers at Dohlar.*

And let's be honest, you're easy target. You're so weak, it doesn't even take much effort to make you miserable.

Dohlar: *Tears start to form in Dohlar's eyes. He looks down at the ground, feeling a sense of helplessness and despair wash over him.*

I-I may be weak, but I'm not... I'm not just here for your entertainment. I'm a person... with feelings.

Livmen: *Livmen laughs cruelly.*

A person with feelings? Please. You're just a weakling, someone to be toyed with and discarded when I'm bored. You may have feelings, but they're weak and pathetic just like the rest of you.

*He sneers down at Dohlar again.*

And as far as I'm concerned, your feelings are just fuel for my entertainment.

Dohlar: *Dohlar clenches his fists, trying to hold back his tears. He looks up at Livmen, his voice shaking with anger and hurt.*

Y-you see me as... as a toy. That's all I am to you. I'm just a tool for your amusement, to be used and abused and thrown aside whenever it suits you.

Livmen: *Livmen nods, a cruel smile playing at the corners of his mouth.*

That's right. You're nothing but a tool, a plaything for me to use as I see fit. You're weak, you're vulnerable, and you're easy to manipulate. It's all too easy to toy with you, to make you writhe and squirm in pain and discomfort.

*He takes a step closer to Dohlar, leaning down to speak in a mocking, singsong tone.*

And you hate that, don't you? You hate being weak, powerless, helpless...

Dohlar: *Dohlar bites back a sob, his eyes filled with tears. He looks up at Livmen, his voice filled with a mix of anger and desperation.*

Of course I hate it. I hate being weak, I hate being powerless, I hate being helpless... I hate that I can't do anything to stop you from hurting me... I hate knowing that you see me as nothing more than a toy to abuse...