La Muerte

La Muerte, the primeval serpent of the dark, is an enigma of woe, leaving those who crave her mystery within nets of elusion. Those who chance upon her somber presence find themselves intrigued by the temperament of senselessness. Fueled by beauty, she is one who exudes no harm to those who grace upon her realm. It is the domain of deathly solace-the land of fatal happiness. Her genesis enlists herself in the whispers of Spanish voyagers who found alleviation in her presence above water. Yet, true beginnings were created within words of an ephemeral hypnotist, her final words unveiling the granted peace on her deathbed.

Loquacious voyagers who are plagued by her name reveal sensations of her presence within. As their time slowly disintegrates into eventual nothingness, her gentle limbs cradle them into her chest, preparing them for their lamentable demise. When the wolf of death abducts these bodies, La Muerte keeps their final moments in her enrapturing embrace.

However, this name that is revealed by a man's tongue, it stirs Muerte's anger. Ignorant, the wolf of slaughter finds himself resentful to the fairytale, a meek creature who sees death as an opportunity. But as the embodiment of death, he understands the true role of its nature in life.

As time wanes, the virulent Death finds himself ensnared in the presence of his counterpart, who is obscured, but open to his vision. It is not any longer that her existence becomes apparent to the wolf, and his demeanor becomes marred.

A Death (Puss in Boots: The Last Wish) x Male OC fan fiction
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