I just came back to peak! The Fool you really cooked here!
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Aydris
Part 2
Aydris stumbled back, his breath catching in his throat.This wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be.
“S-Sorrowful?” His voice cracked, disbelief lacing his words.The man with silver-purple hair took a slow step forward, his eyes gleaming with something unreadable, something between amusement and danger.
“You really thought you could hide from me, Aydris-chan?” Sorrowful’s voice was soft, almost sweet, but it carried a weight that pinned Aydris in place. “You should know better.”
Aydris’s grip tightened around his phone.
Fight or run. He had seconds to decide.
“How did you find me?” His voice trembled, but he forced himself to stand firm.
Sorrowful’s smile widened. “I didn’t need to find you. You never left my sight.”
A shiver ran down Aydris’s spine. “W-What does that mean?”Before he could react, Sorrowful disappeared and reappeared right in front of him, his hand gently reaching for Aydris’s chin, mocking him.
“It means,” Sorrowful whispered, “you were never out of my reach.”
I am not Cuttlefish and this is primarily a SS fanfic not a sequel to LoTM its not even that good! 🙏😭
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Sorrowful
Actual sequel to LoTM. Cuttlefish had promised originally a third book. Although he said at the end of 'circle of inevitability' that we wouldn't get one, he was actually writing under his secret pen name.
I probably won't be chilling anymore with you lads, and the one girlie who stopped me from whooping dearest nephilims a*s.
If any of you got some quick access to dev, so I don't have to send the google form, could you ask admin to implement some @ function? So people can just notify if sh*t is going down, rather than having to check daily? I'm going to try to read some novels as good ol' times, and if somebody wants to msg, there is no real good way to have contact besides disc, but on phone I get no notifications.
Besides that, the_fool, get your head back in reading novels instead of fantasising about me.
Somewhere unknown, a secluded house stood among lemon trees. The sharp, fresh scent of citrus filled the air, but inside, a different tension settled.
A man with jet-black hair and golden eyes sat in front of the air conditioner, staring anxiously at his phone. His thumb hovered over the screen, frozen. His chest tightened as he reread the message.
It was from Sorrowful. A threat.
He abruptly stood and began pacing, his mind racing.
'There’s no way that b*stard can find me… right? I never told him where I live. He can’t know. He can’t.'
But even as he tried to convince himself, doubt gnawed at him.
Suddenly, a glowing silver-purple rift tore open in the air before him. From it stepped a man with silver-purple hair and violet eyes, a faint, almost playful smile on his lips.
His gaze locked onto the black-haired man.
"Aydris-chan."
The name lingered in the air, sending a chill down Aydris’s spine.
I just came back to peak! The Fool you really cooked here!
Part 2
Aydris stumbled back, his breath catching in his throat.This wasn’t possible. It couldn’t be.
“S-Sorrowful?” His voice cracked, disbelief lacing his words.The man with silver-purple hair took a slow step forward, his eyes gleaming with something unreadable, something between amusement and danger.
“You really thought you could hide from me, Aydris-chan?” Sorrowful’s voice was soft, almost sweet, but it carried a weight that pinned Aydris in place. “You should know better.”
Aydris’s grip tightened around his phone.
Fight or run. He had seconds to decide.
“How did you find me?” His voice trembled, but he forced himself to stand firm.
Sorrowful’s smile widened. “I didn’t need to find you. You never left my sight.”
A shiver ran down Aydris’s spine. “W-What does that mean?”Before he could react, Sorrowful disappeared and reappeared right in front of him, his hand gently reaching for Aydris’s chin, mocking him.
“It means,” Sorrowful whispered, “you were never out of my reach.”
I'm never escaping these type of comments am I? 😭😭😭
I have only read one chapter of this beauty and won't read further till I complete LOTM but from what I can tell it's PEAK just because of
"femboys, female godzilla having an affair with optimus prime, his own creation ordinary rock forcing itself on the Shadow Chair."
I am not Cuttlefish and this is primarily a SS fanfic not a sequel to LoTM its not even that good! 🙏😭
Actual sequel to LoTM. Cuttlefish had promised originally a third book. Although he said at the end of 'circle of inevitability' that we wouldn't get one, he was actually writing under his secret pen name.
Good morning!
Good Morning guys.
I'm also going to sleep goodnight Dead soul! 👋😴
Ok guys, I'm getting sleepy now. Good Night.
Goodbye! 👋
I probably won't be chilling anymore with you lads, and the one girlie who stopped me from whooping dearest nephilims a*s.
If any of you got some quick access to dev, so I don't have to send the google form, could you ask admin to implement some @ function? So people can just notify if sh*t is going down, rather than having to check daily? I'm going to try to read some novels as good ol' times, and if somebody wants to msg, there is no real good way to have contact besides disc, but on phone I get no notifications.
Besides that, the_fool, get your head back in reading novels instead of fantasising about me.
Aight, bye 👋
I'm just happy to be out of the basement! 😁
Somewhere unknown, a secluded house stood among lemon trees. The sharp, fresh scent of citrus filled the air, but inside, a different tension settled.
A man with jet-black hair and golden eyes sat in front of the air conditioner, staring anxiously at his phone. His thumb hovered over the screen, frozen. His chest tightened as he reread the message.
It was from Sorrowful. A threat.
He abruptly stood and began pacing, his mind racing.
'There’s no way that b*stard can find me… right? I never told him where I live. He can’t know. He can’t.'
But even as he tried to convince himself, doubt gnawed at him.
Suddenly, a glowing silver-purple rift tore open in the air before him. From it stepped a man with silver-purple hair and violet eyes, a faint, almost playful smile on his lips.
His gaze locked onto the black-haired man.
"Aydris-chan."
The name lingered in the air, sending a chill down Aydris’s spine.
Technically I never died (today)
And death of a certain angel.
Fr bro is built different 😮💨
Aside from Xelvion I can't think of a single soul who can accomplish that feat.
Fr 🙏😭
Nether would've had y'all hanged with jumper cables