This wasn't supposed to happen. That's all Vox could think about as Valentino's blood painted the dark tiles. His lifeless body slumped against the chair, and his glassy eyes bore into Vox as though to say, "Look at me. You did this."
His lover was gone, but that's not what kept Vox's heart pounding.
Because Vox was responsible for the slaying of an overlord, and GOD was it thrilling.
Somewhere in V Tower, Velvette awaited. He needed to go to her. He needed to break the news. He needed to make that goddamn deal.
AKA, the fanfic where Vox is a broken sinner, a dusted house awaits on a hillside in Lust, and the eyes of God never shut.
Word count: Approximately 26,100
*TW // Blood, knives/weapons, flashbacks/nightmares, violence, vulgar language, death, potentially disturbing imagery, abuse, sexual imagery, self harm, suicide; This is one of my darkest fanfictions, so keep these TWs in mind. I don't sugarcoat things.