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There's thankfully enough painkillers in his system that he almost feels nothing.
But the weight, the slight scratching of it, he can still feel it.
Warren turned his whole left eye into solid gold.
Should of left him with the cult.
He abandoned Advantage at the place, he couldn't stop the pain, the screams, it was like being tortured by father.
Unsure of what was worse, his eye being turned to solid gold or the sudden triggering of those memories. His whole body sweats and tears burn his face, he is tired-
And covered in the blood and...pieces of Judas.
With the last of his might, he teleports into @severedessence's apartment, protection runes shocking him on the way in but he refuses to care. "Astra. Astra. Astra?" He half shouts. "Please." He's shaking and rocking,
The mission was successful, but the words Judas spat at him had made his mind reel.
Once worshipped as an Angel and now nothing more than a plague.
Fine. If the Cult saw him as that, then he'd be one to them.
|| gonna do a lil time skip, any SL threads before this layout update are before this, ty.
I just wanna use these edits already it's been months :')
He's sitting, observing the world outside the dirty window, trying to not focus on any specific conversation in small restaurant as the few pancakes in front of him slowly go cold.
Apparently it's good to stop and just, do things. Normal things. But he doesn't know how.
Isaac stood before the man who asked him only for a few minutes of his day and his coin, to go towards his innocent church which needee repairs to once mote, invite all with a warmth that most found comfort in. But for him, a simple sign asking for donations triggered something--
Seemed to amplify around him, sounds growing louder and the ground beneath him seemingly unsteady. Surrounded by serene curious faces, Isaac found himself caught in the throes of a panic attack, an invisible storm raging within him, spurred by --