Contender Stories

It's a compilation of my every day insights, convictions, short poem, and learnings.. hope this would inspire me bouncing back to you as i share my heart.. to God be the Glory!

Cover credit: alpacarma on tumblr A oneshot of "the cuphead show". Connected to the last episode of season 2 and the first ep season 3. This is also in the devils POV "Losing his touch? I think not". While during that moment he was right. However maybe he overrestimated his self. Maybe there was a better contender. And maybe that contender was imprisoned by him for a while.

They say money can't buy happiness. I didn't care. I wanted power. I wanted security. I wanted to be the architect of a world where 'scholarship kid' was just a memory, not a label. I built my fortress brick by expensive brick, and I chose the perfect man to guard it: Einer. He was my soft artist, my safe space, my domestic melt. He was the one piece of 'New Money' I spent freely, and the only person who knew I didn't want 'betrayal,' 'money,' or 'love.' I just wanted my ego. [Freeze frame / Record Scratch] You're probably wondering how I ended up sitting at our dinner table, eating the ginger stew he made for my mother, while systematically liquidating every single asset that holds his career together. Einer didn't just break a vow. He insulted my intelligence. He devalued my investment. He challenged my architecture. And I don't keep liabilities in my portfolio. As of 17/4/26 #1 in newmoney #1 in alphawoman #1 in slowburnrevenge #2 in ivyleague #4 in thrillerromance #5 in oldmoney #10 in ego #15 in emotionaldamage #18 in infidelity #38 in contemporaryromance