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[A singed letter from Jason to Aisara]
          
          Carissimo vere—there is nothing I want more than to be that person. I’d want to let the world wither and call it lovely because at least your hand is in mine. I'd want to let your fall swallow this world whole, and all the blood spilled is only making way for us.  I’d want to watch you burn it and say it doesn’t matter, at least you’re mine. I’d want to love you.
          
          Tools simply don’t get what they want.
          
          Because when I look over the horizon, I see my best friend’s body. I wonder how Reyna felt, strewn on the ground, blood dripping from the dagger you slid into her lungs. How she must’ve died slowly. How she must’ve died waiting. How she never pulled out the blade.
          
          Always leave it in the body. You told me that. Funny, how the one thing keeping you alive, is also what’s killing you.
          
          I think I know how she felt.
          
          ——
          
          sneak peak for uh?? not the chapter coming this week but the one coming after that (it'll be jason's pov!!)

“Then why’d you do it?” Aisara’s voice breaks. It’s careful, she tells herself. Manipulated. She needs this. She needs pity if she’s going to be safe. “Why sacrifice everything for the gods who don’t want you back?”
          
          “Not for them.” Clarisse breathes. “For this.”
          
          ——
          
          NEW CHAPTER IS UP!! Chapter 5, Warrior, Healer, Damned, featuring clarisse screen time and killing praetor flashbacks tee he <3
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1496600555-carnifex-%E2%80%87-jason-grace-05-warrior-healer-damned
          
          or
          
          https://www.quotev.com/story/16561770/CARNIFEX-jason-grace/12

is it ignoring canon or is it doing justice to my favorite female characters amen

sneak peak for tomorrow's chapter hehhe
          
          — 
          
          “You’ll never be safe,” Reyna called out, behind her. “Rome will come for you. You’ll wish you were never invulnerable.”
          
          Aisara turned. “The only thing I wish,” she said, drawing her blade, “is that I didn’t spare you the first time.”
          
          When Jason found Reyna’s body strewn across the mountain floor, dagger still embedded in her chest, he held her close, slowly, pulling the dagger from her corpse.
          
          His hand closed around it. He knew what he had to do. 
          
          In the end, neither escaped from their duties.

"It would’ve all been worth it. Had they won. Every betrayal she’s committed, life she’s taken. The gods would be dead, and the world would be better for it. There would be grief, but no regret. No regret for protecting her people. If she had won, she would’ve lived to become a hero. If would’ve all made sense.
          
          Now, nothing does.
          
          Aisara grits her teeth. Pulls over her sleeve. Rewraps her hand. There’s a buzzing in her head that won’t fade. She thinks it’s the screams of the people she’s killed."
          
          ——
          
          new chapter out god bless. very short scenes stitched together in the hope of conveying some sort of cohesiveness.  hoping to get updates out every sunday from here on out
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1495943583-carnifex-%E2%80%87-jason-grace-04-in-the-name-of-rome
          
          or on the better platform (rip quotev):
          
          https://www.quotev.com/story/16561770/CARNIFEX-jason-grace/11

carnifex update happening soon!!! finally re-outlined the entire journey so updates should be smoother/less retconning/more often!!!

“There is no world you can save me, Jason.” An echo—not Aisara’s voice, not really. Carnifex’s. Krios’s. “There is no world Fate won’t demand me to kill you.”
          
          But Jason had met her eyes. Solidified his stance. His voice didn’t break, but Aisara could trace despair—lightening eyes, ceased right upper lip, straightened back. Jason will only mourn in the way a Praetor does—cold, calculating, and emotionless—but Aisara sees it. She always will.
          
          “Then there is no world I will not kill you.”
          
          ——
          
          aisara is not dead (anymore), and neither am i (pending). chapter three is out!!
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1488853060-carfniex-%E2%80%87-jason-grace-03-red-stands-white-truths
          
          or on the objectively better nerfed platform:
          
          https://www.quotev.com/story/16561770/threaded-stitched-torn-jason-grace/9

"BEFORE A WOUND IS HEALED, THE FLESH MUST BE BURNED" 
          
          hey you! yeah you! ever wanted to procrastinate more ?! well good news! my fic, 'threaded stitched torn' is now available right here on this orange site platform! featuring the roman side of the titan war (w/ oc being krior's host), with a healthy dose of betrayal, amnesia, and some friends-to-enemies-to-strangers-lovers weird dynamic!! come check it out on either this platform (wp) or quotev (the objectively better one where i actually edit punctuation and grammar edits and actually write authors notes)
          
          https://www.quotev.com/story/16561770/threaded-stitched-torn-jason-grace/6
          
          anyways yeah. stay silly or something