Deviltown Vol 2

I want to delete all of these previous conversations... But somehow they do represent old memories, so I might as well leave them.

@Hope_for_Humanity dude ;-;♡

And somehow, somewhere between the pages of the ancient tomes and the words of wisdom of his ancestors, he would learn how to kill a king.

Oh hunter, 
          If you didn't want the beautiful so badly,
          Perhaps you would've found it
          In your spirit singing softly.
          
          But hunter, you were human.

“Do you give her the silent treatment too?”
          
          “Yes and she’s content to ignore me right back unlike you. ”
          
          

His shoulders fall. "How... how am I still alive?"
          
          "I still wonder the same thing." She nearly whispers and then looks up to meet his eyes.
          
          "Do you mean that in... a bad way?" He asks in the same volume, but his voice sounds pained.
          
          "Yes."
          
          

Nine point eight.

But well, hasn’t everything they have ever done so far sounded a bit too much like fanfiction either way? Why would that be any different?

She stared him down calmly and he almost wanted to punch her. How could she always face problems so easily, with such strength, when he was always floundering? Why did she get to have it so easy? Why did she never suffer like him?

I'm angry at myself. Because spending all the nights alone in my bed, reliving all our arguments, makes me want to curl up beside you, makes me want to spend some time in that other reality where the rules are bent and friends plant kisses on each other's lips.
          
          Yes, I'm angry at myself.
          
           
          
          I am angry because I think I just might be in love with you.