Arms of discord.(Wuthering waves x male reader)
7 Partes Continúa "Acceptance and trust has an aesthetic,Hero"
"Aesthetic? Clive what are you talking about?" The hero asked."The truth.It doesn't matter how much blood i shed for these people,how much scars i receive for them.As long as,i look like this.No amount of acceptance will be given."
Clive replies.
"That's it,All of the things we have been through, You're just gonna throw it all away?"
The hero asked,seeking an answer from the man.
"I never asked to be with you,it was only you, that followed me."Clive announced."Fine then."The hero,in irritation.Brandished her sword."You're so tough and insensitive,Lets see where that gets you."
"You really wanna do this?"Clive summons his spear.
"If i win,you stay."
"And if i win.You're out of my way"
Not a single word was spoken,their eyes tingle in hesitation.
*Clang*
Only to disappear as their eyes shine in sparks.