The words im not stupid have Nero laughing, loudly and mockingly as he eyes the other. He knew that the other was ‘defending’ himself and it amused the hound to no end. He didn’t care how mocking he sounded nor did he care how much offense it caused, all he cared about was pissing the other of. Provoking him. It wasn’t so much as killing the one who killed his brother anymore – now he simply just wanted to piss him off for the fun of it.

The others death wish all but bled out, as a hound it was easy to sense death and for Nero who had once craved it for so long it wasn’t hard for him to note it. It was why he’d drug it up, played with it like a new found toy as he eyes the demon. Amusement all but dripping off him as he shakes his head. “Sure ya do – is that you’re excuse when you finally die or is it the slogan for your headstone. I knew what i was doing”

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His excuse for when he finally did manage to die would be nothing. As far as Ky’lar was concerned, it didn’t matter if he lived or otherwise —- maybe a long time ago it would have, but now, it didn’t. Not when it was quite clear that the longer he stayed, the more problems would arise, and dying was the only option he had.

Well, not the only option —- just the only one that the Demon was willing to personally take, “I highly doubt anyone will care enough for me to even make one.” Now, that was the understatement of the century, “If anything, it will say I was a mistake, and nothing more.”

// @tragiclcss

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