I wonder.... what would happen if all of our favorite sides of Thomas Sanders succumbed to their innermost secrets and fears? Time to find out.
Who is the first contestant on my show?
Let the games begin in THREE, TWO, ONE!
Something was at the door, it smelled delicious, he wanted to sink his fangs into its flesh and tear into its sinews, tasting the iron rich blood of the prey. He was hungry. He was hungry for blood. No. He was hungry for flesh. He was hungry for desires, secrets, hopes and dreams. He was hungry for their undoing.
He would make them pay, he would make them pay for locking him away, all those years, all that time in the darkness, alone. He was so hungry.
Those self-righteous so called "light sides" would have their undoing. They would no longer reign free over all the mindscape anymore. Revenge was near. That Prince had better be careful, because he was going to steal his crown back, the throne would be his once again. Thomas couldn't know what was going on.
Only one side could stop him from getting his way,
and he knew exactly how to take them down.
When the hierarchy falls, you begin with the foundations.
And he'd found that foundation, and it was already chipping away at itself without his help ever since it was laid down. All he had to do was give the final blow.
This would be fun.
Now to attend to that delicious buffet of suffering outside the door....
It's showtime Princey~
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Mosaic (Being rewritten)
FanfictionVirgil is hurting. He can't take the blaming and angry words and hateful glares from the light sides. He doesn't believe Patton's kindness is genuine. The Prince's disapproval has finally breached his defenses, finally crumbled his walls, and now Vi...
