Of Suffering or Some Poetic Shit That Sounds Like an Anime Title ♥️

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Requested by Okamisan7

You beautiful minds, this will be murder.

Please feel free to roast Cinema Sins style if any anime tropes become too much.

Don't I just love making you guys read this. Enjoy darlings~

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Tegiri frowned at the tablet in his hand it having a wanted notice for various offenders believed to be associated with the Summoner, they all have a preferred culled mark by the pictures and names. He sighed and grabbed his sword and shoes before leaving his hive. The sun had just set so he made a sweep of the local area first for anything suspicious. He found someone advertising something to passers-by and watched them. Their (e/c) eyes glinting in the lamplight, that's when he heard it. They were trying to convince the trolls that freedom from the highbloods was a must for a good life. He quickly thought back to the notice he'd received from his higher-ups. They were one of the pictures. He sighed before taking a step in the direction of the offender but stopped when he noticed that they were being cornered by a couple of muggers. Both of which had knives. Save them then cull them or let them be culled by an unfair advantage? His choice didn't really matter as they had disarmed the muggers and sent them on their way without culling them themself. Interesting. He should get this over with so he can get home to watch a marathon of one of his favorite series in which a troll is royalty from the moon and must fight the forces of evil. He made them aware of him so that they could face at least an honorable death for a criminal.

"For the charges of disrupting the peace and for reb//lious idea/s you have been s/ated for death, how do you plead?" Tegiri's face was cold, he'd made sure of that.

"If having differing ideals is illegal then the only living troll should be the Empress. Are you going to cull innocent grubs for existing?" Their voice was soft, loud enough for only him to hear. 

He faltered for a moment. "Irre/ovent, you have been s/ated for death for your crimes."

"One of which is for using my think pan, the other because I peacefully share my ideals. Not realy a crime is it?" They watched him, his eyebrows furrowing.

He shot at them with his sword. They deflected it as best as they could with the knives the muggers left. The fight continued on for a couple hours, it ended with a panting Tegiri on his knees his own sword pointed at his neck the person holding the sword was shaking and covered in many cuts. They stuck the sword hard and deep into the ground beside them.

"I don't kill dishonourably." They said before walking away and to their home. 

Tegiri stood just inside his hive his head swimming. They should have culled him but they didn't. His thorax felt funny. Specifically his blood pumper. He didn't understand anything about what had happened. Their questions splashed distractingly in his think pan so that he can't enjoy the marathon. He couldn't even recuperate thanks to the last thing that person said to him. He spent the day reading over their file.

BE (Y/N) ===>

You sat in the cave panting as you shakily stitched up the worst of the cuts you got from the tealblood cursing at the pain. You tied off the last stitch and carefully wrapped yourself in bandages before turning to work on cleaning and stitching your clothes. 

"(Y/n) 8re you ok8y?" A young blueblood asked.

"I'm fine Mel. Why don't you make some food for us?" The little girl nodded and went to forage some food from a storage area in the cave.

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