" 你不能杀鬼 - 它们已经死了。 "
— t h e d e v i l
T H R E E
HEMOPHOBIA
(n.) an abnormal or persistent fear of blood
the glimmering translucent silver liquid was no different to the crimson one. the difference was simply who it had come from. and he would have liked it to not come from Seven. he watched as Five reached from, stumbling like a newborn fawn, grasping air. as if it could bring him back.
Three trembles.
not wanting to show his weakness, he turns around, unable to face them. "Three! are you-"
his shivering just got worse and worse. now he felt as if he was going to vibrate off his feet. "i'm just like Two. i-" he stutters, swallowing. he was the Devil, and yet he was scared. a petty weakness, blood. to him, it was supposed to be a delight to see, to feel as it ran down his hand.
in fact, it was the worst he has ever felt.
ever since that day that he escaped into the night.
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he had just found out his name was kim tae-hyung, after ransacking through the files in the I.C.E. safe. he was excited to reconnect with his past - what were his parents like? how were they?
delighted, he broke out of I.C.E..
when he got to his house, it was answered. his heart soared. he had waited for this day for these two weeks since he woke up. to see his parents' delighted face, to be welcomed instead of being used and treated so coldly by Zero. hell, that girl had attitude.
"w- who are you?" stutters the woman at the door. she looked perhaps... in her mid-forties? "i'm kim tae-hyung," he smiles, showing off his famous box-smile. "oh, you? please, son, go away. we kicked you out for a reason," she rolls her eyes, moving to close the door. he holds it open with his newfound strength. he had too many questions - they kicked him out? "go away!" shouts the gruff voice of... was it his father? "y- you don't love me?" he stutters, realization dawning on him.
but he had anticipated it - who would love the Devil?
"of course not-"
the Crucifix was awakened in him - he could feel it. perhaps it fed off his negativity, because he suddenly feels stronger. wings made of metal burst from his back, and anger takes over him for no apparent reason.
he lunges at them - he did not know why. blood coats his vision - crimson red till he couldn't see what he was doing.
。。。
when it clears, he stares at the blood shed around him. his parents were dead. red blood stains his white skin. he stares. "get it off me," he whispers to no one, but the agony gets the better of him. he claws at himself, shutting his eyes tightly, if only to not see the liquid. "GET IT OFF ME!" he screams.
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"i'm scared."
PLAYER THREE has been eliminated ‹
《 END OF NIGHT TWO 》
–《重要》
again, @FLUFFYSEOKS is tagged because the "i'm scared" part belongs to her
also idk why i killed tae
all he did was be amazing and steal my UWUs
*sigh*
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