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Hopelessly Devoted To You (Crossmare)
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Ongoing, First published May 05, 2023
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He had been serving 'the one who takes' for quite some years. Most of the creatures in the batches of new recruits either died or betrayed their king.

But Cross would never do that. The god had given him a home, friends, a new purpose, a second chance at life to prove his worth. In exchange Cross served him, stayed by his side, devoted his life to him in such a manner that it almost could be called worshiping. He was a god, afterall.

Cross knew he would do anything for Nightmare. He'd kill for him, had killed for him, he'd protect him, even die for him. And if that couldn't be achieved, well, then he'd die with him.
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5 times Night offered Cross help, and the one time they helped each other. _______ The place was completely barren, absence that stretched farther than Night could ever imagine. He felt the presence, each step he took closer, his body sunk more, bones heavy as they rattled almost eerily. This, this variant right here, Night knew he'd never be able to understand his pains, his sufferings. His negative emotions cast out in a hurricane , calming to an ocean that Night felt himself fall deeper into with each gentle step. This other Cross, Night worried, may be his most difficult job yet. And despite it, he persisted. "Have you come to offer me a deal like the others?" Night stood in silence, giving the other a second to think, knowing just by his presence alone Cross' emotions ran wild. "No. I'm only here to talk."