⚠ Body horror, mentions of blood, implied death ⚠
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Vil was alone in his room, his purple eyes locked on his impeccable reflection. The smile on his lips disappeared as his gaze shifted away from his face.
The lipstick he was holding fell on the ground.
The skin of his right hand was drying up before him at an unnaturally fast pace.
When he looked back in the mirror, his lips were dried as well, while small wrinkles began to take form in the corners of his eyes.
He stepped away from the mirror, watching in terror as his hair turned silver and his makeup melted from his decaying face.
He let out a scream.
He fell on his knees, surrounded by shards of glass.
Vil turned around, only to see a smiling Neige giving him his hand.
A drop of the boy's blood slipped from a small wound, healing the other's ruined skin where it fell.
With his head down, Vil took the boy's hand, only to drag him on the floor and hold him by the throath.
His brown eyes where watering with fear as a shard of glass was driven towards his chest.
Vil jolted from his sleep, his body covered in cold sweat.
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~ Twisted Wonderland Inktober 2020~
Fanfiction👻~ Twisted Wonderland short stories for the spooky season! ~👻 Prompt list by raven-at-the-writing-desk on Tumblr
